Chapter Olivia’s POVAfter answering mother, I returned to my room only to shut the door with the lock then flopped on my bed. I tried to shake off the scene from my head but I just couldn't. If only I had obeyed my instinct that had asked me to shut the door when I returned from the bathroom, this wouldn't have happened. "Or if I had dressed up in the bathroom, then…" I grabbed my hair then pulled it with all my might. "Come on Olivia, get a grip of yourself." I said, hitting my head with a hand while tugging my hair with the other hand. Well, I wouldn't lie, it had always been my fantasy of sharing a kiss with Lucien. Smirking, I sat up on my bed only to see a message notification on my phone. "Lucas." I called. He had asked me to return his hoodie which I had sneaked out from his room the previous week. I didn't have any intention of returning it so I decided to go see him empty handed. If he asks for it, I will pull the laundry card on him. Getting to his room, I knocked
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