All Chapters of Billionaire Heiress by default: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Olivia’s POV:The hotel’s top floor was a presidential suite. The most expensive suite in the hotel and it’s reserved for a Moroccan prince two days from today. While my faith to my hotel staff was strong---I make it a point to personally inspect premium rooms. Before he showed up in my office, it was already in my to-do lists. Maybe that’s why I chose to flee here.If he isn’t lying, if he means what he says, it explains a lot from the past few weeks about his change. I don’t understand why, though. Nothing happened that made him suddenly grow feelings for me. I left, he found me; we carried on. Nothing at all to sway how he saw me. I had to support my body from falling, I was so confused I didn’t hear the elevator open again.“You just can’t take a hint, do you?” I snarled.“I’m not good at this.” He blurts it out in an almost painful rush of words as I glance at him again. That broad set of shoulders on that powerfully large body sagging slightly, the drop of his chin as he looks

Olivia’s POV:“Why would I do that?”“I want you. That’s all there is to it. I want to show you that you don’t have to fear me and maybe prove you can trust me.” He gets straight to the point, lifting my hand into his and slides his fingers between mine to hold me tenderly. I stare at our entwined digits, feeling his heat flow into my cold, smaller one and gaze at it, disconnected. The space around me is surreal, as though I’m dreaming. I should lie down. I’m verging on passing out at this rate.“I didn’t know what love was, maybe I did but I was in denial. What was staring me in the face.It's softening me to him a little. Aware that I’m weakening, I slide my hand away quickly to pull myself together. I’m not that feeble or stupid. I move away to get some breathing space, my body giving in from holding itself up. I exhale heavily. So many emotions are flooding me, and I’m exhausted. It’s too early for this, and I’ve had an emotional few hours prior. This all feels surreal and crazy

The three of them left the top floor together. Olivia walked them to the parking lot where Brandon’s car was parked. All those times, she kept on repeating her desire to extend help in whatever ways she can to Alice’s mother. Alice was still sobbing until they got into the car and Olivia waved them good bye.“Brandon…” Alice starts, but he hush her up.“Look at me…really look at me. Do I look happy about you showing up unannounced?”“That’s bullsh*t. You’re going to tell her.” She finally unveils the mask of pretense now. In place of the poor, sobbing girl is a menacing woman who knows what she wants. “Tell me, were you falling for her when we both know it was fake from the start?” Alice mocked her. “For all you know, she’s also faking it! You said so yourself. She’s smart! Be thankful I saved your a** on this one. Like all the other times before this…I saved you!”Brandon sighed. He thought it was better this way. “I didn’t fall for the fake, Alice. Maybe. Maybe I fell for her honest

Olivia’s POV:When Harvey knows something is wrong or someone has wronged, this version of him comes out to shield him from remorse, and I don’t like his appearance now. This is how he deals with everything that would make other humans crumble. He cuts off, so emotions don’t make him regret what typically accompanies heinous acts. I saw this side many times.For Harvey to believe that Brandon was up to something awful, that definitely raises a concern. Worse than a snap of a neck, no doubt. It’s all over him. All the signs are present. However, a part of me wanted to test the waters. It’s a dumb move, actually. I’m throwing all precaution in the air despite my statement about caution. My heart is taking the lead on this one.This calls for a game plan. If Brandon was indeed planning one against me, at least, I am prepared.“You have to understand this is not a game, Olivia.” He read my mind.“Look, I get it, you want to protect me and for that, I am thankful, Harvey. But like you said

Olivia’s POV:Today and tonight has drained me of everything and flipped me upside down. There’s too much confusion inside me, and my senses tell me to walk away and give myself headspace. He’s too potent, too good at pulling me back to him. I would be too susceptible to fall back while feeling this way, and that would be disastrous. I’m too vulnerable, and I must protect myself, even if he does care about me. “I should go to bed; I have a lot to process.” The air of awkwardness between us returns once more, and we separate again by a few feet.“I think sleep will do you good. You look wiped out. We can talk whenever you want. I’m not going anywhere.” Brandon strays a little closer, but it’s too much. I have so much going on in my head and under my skin that I move away to breathe. I no doubt have a million more questions to get out of my head before I feel able to stand and be okay with him again, but for now, I’m prickling with the need to be alone. I feel like, right now, I don’t