All Chapters of FALLING FOR FOREVER : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 82: Tug of WarOlivia sat at her vanity, her gaze fixed on her reflection as she dabbed on a layer of mascara. The article fallout had cooled down, thanks to Ethan's intervention, but the tension between them had only grown thicker. His recent overprotective behavior bordered on possessiveness, and while she hated to admit it, a part of her found it irresistibly thrilling.A sharp knock on her door interrupted her thoughts."Come in," she called, expecting Lily, but it was Ethan who entered, his presence filling the room instantly.“You’re not ready yet,” he said, his tone a blend of annoyance and amusement as his eyes swept over her still-incomplete outfit—a silk robe and her hair in rollers.“I have fifteen minutes, Mr. Punctuality,” she teased, turning back to the mirror. “Relax.”Ethan’s lips twitched as he leaned against the doorframe. “Fifteen minutes isn’t enough for what I have in mind.”Her brow arched as she glanced at him in the mirror. “And what exactly do you have

Chapter 84: Dinner and DisarmamentOlivia spent the entire day pacing her apartment, replaying Ethan’s words in her head. He was a man who always got what he wanted, and somehow, she’d found herself swept into the chaos of his world.By the time the clock struck seven, Olivia had tried on four different outfits, each more glamorous than the last, only to end up in a sleek black dress that hugged her curves. It wasn’t stunning by red carpet standards, but it would do.When Ethan arrived at her door promptly at eight, he looked as effortlessly dashing as ever. A tailored navy suit with the faintest hint of cologne that made her knees weak.“Ready?” he asked, his voice low and smooth.“I suppose,” she replied, grabbing her clutch. “Where are we going?”“You’ll see.”Ethan drove them to an intimate rooftop restaurant overlooking the city. String lights twinkled above, and the scent of fresh flowers filled the air. A private table had been set up with a breathtaking view of the skyline.“O

Chapter 86: The Charity GalaThe grand ballroom of the Regency Hotel was a vision of opulence. Crystal chandeliers sparkled against high vaulted ceilings, and every corner was adorned with fresh flowers that added a soft, romantic fragrance to the air. A sea of elegantly dressed elites mingled and sipped champagne, their hushed whispers and laughter echoing throughout the hall.Olivia Hart stood at the edge of the crowd, her heart pounding beneath the shimmering silver gown she wore. The fabric clung to her figure in all the right places, a daring slit revealing a toned leg and a plunging neckline that made her feel exposed and powerful all at once.“You clean up well,” came a familiar voice.She turned to see Ethan Cole striding toward her, looking devastatingly handsome in a sharp black tuxedo. His crisp white shirt was open at the collar, just enough to hint at his casual rebellion against the formal dress code.Olivia tried to keep her expression neutral, but his smirk told her he

Chapter 88: The Publicity StuntOlivia Hart’s phone buzzed non-stop as she stepped out of the elevator into Ethan Cole’s office the next morning. The air was buzzing with tension, both from the fallout of the viral photo and her unresolved feelings toward Ethan. She found him at his desk, looking every bit the confident CEO, his sharp suit accentuating his commanding presence.“Good morning,” he greeted, a playful smirk tugging at his lips as his eyes lingered on her flustered expression.Olivia sighed. “Morning? It’s barely morning anymore. I haven’t slept since the news broke.” She tossed her phone onto his desk, the screen still filled with headlines and comments. “Have you seen what people are saying now?”Ethan leaned back in his chair, looking entirely unbothered. “Of course. I’ve also seen the trending hashtags. #EthanVia and #HollywoodScandal have been quite entertaining.”“This isn’t funny, Ethan,” Olivia snapped, her hands on her hips. “People think we’re faking a relationsh

Chapter 90: The Heart’s WhisperEthan had been oddly quiet since their beach escapade. It wasn’t like him to hold back his usual quips or flirtatious comments, and Olivia wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or unnerved.They sat in Ethan’s luxurious living room, surrounded by the soft glow of the city lights. Olivia had been flipping through her phone, trying to ignore the way her skin still tingled from their earlier water fight.“Do you want a drink?” Ethan finally asked, his voice cutting through the silence.Olivia glanced up at him. He was leaning against the bar, his sleeves rolled up and his hair still slightly damp.“Sure,” she said, setting her phone aside. “Surprise me."Ethan handed her a glass of something amber-colored and settled on the couch across from her. For a moment, neither of them spoke, the air between them thick with unspoken words.“You’ve been quiet,” Olivia finally said, breaking the silence. “It’s weird.”Ethan smirked faintly, swirling the liquid in his gla