LOGIN“Dent, I’m going to see Xavier at his clinic today.”Dent, who was adjusting his tie, turned to me with a confused look. I walked over and helped him fix it. “My molar hurts. I want to get it checked. I’ll go to the café after.”“Want me to take you?”“No, I’m picking up my car there anyway, so I’ll just take an Uber,” I said.Dent nodded, trusting me. He kissed me on the lips, then pulled back. “I left you sleeping last night. Sorry, I was exhausted.”“It’s fine,” I said bitterly. Truthfully, if Xavier had turned me down last night, I probably would’ve gone back to my old habit—seeking release in something I hated myself for.Remembering how rough it had been last night, my body tingled at the thought of the pleasure Xavier gave me. I liked it. And I was starting to realize something—the guilt inside me had already faded.I saw this mistake as an escape. Something Dent couldn’t give me, I could get from Xavier. I knew it was wrong, but whenever I was with him… my body never really li
“Are you sure you want to move out so soon?” Dent asked during dinner.I tightened my grip on my fork, glancing at Xavier sitting calmly across from me. His expression was cold, his gaze sharp enough to pierce right through me.“Yeah. I don’t feel comfortable staying here and being a burden.”I frowned. What did he mean by that? Didn’t he promise he’d leave once our deal was over? Why did it sound like… he didn’t actually want to go anymore?“You’re not a burden at all, Xav.” Dent turned to me with a wide smile. “Right, Olivia?”Damn it, Dent. Why would you ask me that?I shot Xavier a look. He was watching me in silence, the corner of his lips curling slightly—as if daring me to say no.He’s doing this on purpose. Testing me again.What does he even want from me?My lips trembled, but I forced a smile. “Yeah. Not a burden at all.”“See? You can stay longer. We’ll deal with the house later.”Dent…I let out a quiet sigh, staring down at my plate, suddenly losing my appetite. If Xavier
“Dent’s coming home today,” I said to Xavier.“Hm.”“Are you okay?” I asked while gathering the dirty plates from the table.Xavier looked up at me. His expression was as cold as ever, but there was a flicker in his eyes—something sharp. Then came that dangerous little smile.“I should be asking you that.” He stood up and joined me at the sink. “Because it looks like you’re the one who needs calming down.”I stiffened, quickly denying it. “No.”“You came to my room last night in that nightgown, asking ridiculous questions. Did you really think I wouldn’t understand what you wanted?” Xavier mocked.His hand reached for the plate I was holding. I nearly dropped it. My face paled as I caught the smirk on his lips.“You missed my touch, didn’t you?” he whispered by my ear, his lips trailing along the curve of my neck.A soft moan slipped out of me.“Say it,” he murmured, his tone commanding.I gripped the edge of the sink, eyes shut as I gave in to the warmth of his mouth. The small bite
I thanked God in that very second when the neighbor kid’s ball came crashing into our kitchen window. The glass shattered across the floor, some of it cutting into my bare feet. But instead of pain, I felt relief.Xavier’s attention was no longer on me. He rushed over, checking me over with a panicked expression. For a moment, I was caught off guard by his reaction.“Are you okay? Are you hurt, Olivia?” he asked anxiously.“I—”“Your foot is bleeding.” Xavier crouched down, inspecting the cuts from the broken glass. He looked up at me. “You’re hurt. Sit down, I’ll take care of it.”Before he could move, the voices of a man and a child came from outside. They stood not far from the shattered kitchen window. The father, Antony, looked between me and Xavier, his expression unreadable.“I’m so sorry, Olivia.” He glanced at Xavier, who was shirtless and standing there with his arms crossed, then back at me. “I’ll replace your window.”His son, Darius, bowed his head. “I’m sorry, Olivia. I
“We’re not done yet.”I stared at Xavier for a moment, my mouth slightly open. Not done? I went still, only then realizing that I was the only one who had just reached my peak. The only one who had felt that pleasure.I glanced at Xavier, who was smirking faintly in front of me. Inside me, he was still hard—filling me completely in a way Dent never could.“Wait, give me a moment—ah!” I gasped in shock when he lifted my hips and slammed them back down hard. My whole body trembled.The release I had just experienced left my core throbbing, overly sensitive. I shook my head, silently asking him not to move yet.“Please, don’t move, Xavier. Please,” I begged, pressing my hands against his shoulders.Fortunately, he listened. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my heartbeat that was crashing wildly against my ribs. But the moment I felt his fingers brush against my most sensitive spot, a jolt of electricity shot through me.I tilted my head back, staring at the ceiling. My hands grippin
The party was held at Elena’s residence. Most of the guests were Brian’s business associates. When Xavier and I walked into the luxurious house, people would probably assume we were a couple. Xavier’s large hand wrapped possessively around my waist, as if making it clear to every man who glanced my way that I belonged to him.As we approached Elena, I couldn’t help but admire her. She was wearing a satin gown that hugged her curves perfectly. She walked toward us with a bright smile.“Olivia, you finally came.” Elena hugged me and kissed my cheek before glancing at Xavier, who looked completely indifferent. His sharp eyes were scanning the room.Elena nudged me and whispered, “Who’s that? I’ve never seen him before.”“Xavier. My brother-in-law.”Elena’s eyes widened. “Are you serious? Damn, he’s… hot!”I simply smiled in amusement and led Xavier toward the table of food. He stood in front of me, then pointed toward Elena, who was standing with a man. They looked very intimate.“Your fr







