All Chapters of Billionaire Heiress by default: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Olivia’s POV:I’ve mulled around my room for the last few hours, sitting on my bed and absolutely doing nothing. I finished what I could finish at work and brought the other work home. Brandon was nowhere in sight.“Of course, he’s not here. If he were, he wouldn’t want to bump into you.” I muttered under my breath. “You’re crazy, Olivia.” I’m trying hard not to get frustrated with the feelings inside.I went home in haste.Maurice knocked on my door. She smiles my way with a warm, affectionate look, and I catch myself smiling back, despite my current state. I left the door open and I couldn’t care less. My mind was drifting some place else. I’m both angry and upset----a mix of both and it’s never a good sign. Losing control over my emotions is not good in my book.“Hey, can I come in?”“It’s open, isn’t it?” I huff churlishly and then internally chastise myself at the crushed expression fleeting across her face. I am so used to being prickly with people around me nowadays that I for

Olivia’s POV:“So, Emma already knows I’m here and is waiting to lecture me, right?” I cross my arms over my chest huffily as Theo pulls up the long driveway to his gorgeous two-story home that faced the blue sea.“Come on, Emma doesn’t lecture. Emma likes to help, and nope, we don’t know you are here. I just saw you a while ago and that may be attributed to fate, Liv.” Theo lifts knowing eyebrows and a cheeky smile my way.“Let’s get this over with. Then maybe I can go back to discovering Santorini and turn down the next street and maybe fall in love.” I slide myself out when we stop and make my way ahead of him.I plod to the door and go to walk in without hesitation. Theo, close on my heels, tugs me back by my ponytail, so he can jump in front of me with a chuckle and meets another rain of light slaps on his arm as I try to muscle him out of the way. We have carried on this way ever since I met them.“Emma, I’m home and I brough a gift.”Theo yells and muscles me under his arm to s

Olivia’s POV:“I can’t be. This isn’t true or….” I wail brokenly, something inside of me snapping into place and realizing that Emma is onto something after all. Emma has hit the nail on the head, and I was too stupid ever to see it.All I can think of is the memories I had with him, the trust and bond between us. The happy times and shared moments, the bad ones, and how he wiped away my tears. The pain I felt when he told me things from his past and the unexplainable hatred when he mentioned Alice for the first time and realized this one was different for him. She wasn’t temporary. The overwhelming pettiness and dislike for a girl I assumed just annoyed me endlessly, while all this time, it’s been bitter jealousy because she has him in a way I never can. The past days of simultaneously pushing him away with my behavior to punish yet clinging to him with need. I have spent the entirety of his relationship with her trying to regain my hold on him in stupid ways, smug when it works, de

Brandon’s POV:It’s been two days. The last time I saw Olivia was the day she lashed on me. I left because she asked me to. I know I shouldn’t have. But what else was there to do?She may be composed and controlling in the surface but deep inside, she’s a woman who have gone through so much in life. Olivia’s past made my dark past like heaven. I thought I won’t be affected by her sudden desire for space. I know we’ll see each other at work.In fact, I even went to her townhouse and brought fruits and veggies from the farmers market I saw that day to check on her. I pretended to bring supplies for her nephew but the truth was, I hoped to see her or hear from the nanny. She hasn’t responded to any of my professional texts. Instead, she sends her secretary with instructions for me.Today, I came to her office hoping to see her pored on paperwork or roving the floors. Surprising employees. As usual, it’s a busy day at the hotel. Our reputation lives and new clients and patrons come and go

Olivia’s POV:“What are you talking about? We talked about that last time, Liv. Right?” He’s still trying to angle me in for a hug, completely oblivious that I’m trying like mad to keep parts of his anatomy well away from malfunctioning parts of mine, and he seems to think I am probably struggling because I am still pissed at him. I duck out under his arm and hightail it to my bedside table, breathing hard as tears fall down my face in utter frustration.“What the hell?” He turns with a smile, but seeing my tears, he stops in his tracks. a concerned frown overtaking those “What is it? Are you really this upset with me? I’m sorry, you know I can be mean sometimes, but it doesn’t mean anything. I didn’t mean anything I said.” He moves towards me, but I hold up shaky palms in complete soul-destroying desperation. Panic is sweeping me fully.“I don’t just like you. I love you.” I almost spell it out to him because I have to, slowly and firmly, voice trembling painfully, raising my eyebrow