LOGINChapter 194: Olive's POVThe silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity, JT still kneeling with the ring box open, Brenda staring down at him with tears streaming down her face and an expression that made my chest tighten with dread."Brenda?" JT's voice was getting smaller, more uncertain. "Please—say something. Say yes. Say you'll marry me.""JT, stop," Brenda's voice cracked, breaking through the moment like glass shattering. "Please, just—just stop."JT's face went through a series of expressions—confusion, disbelief, dawning horror—as he processed what she was saying."What?" he whispered. "Brenda, I don't—""I can't," Brenda said, and those two words seemed to physically hurt her to say. "I'm so sorry, Jonathan. God, I'm so fucking sorry. But I can't marry you."The room was so silent, so quiet for a second that I could almost hear the sound of my heartbeat.I watched as JT stood up slowly, his legs looking way too shaky for someone whose physique usually screamed stren
Chapter 193: Olive's POVWe walked into the restaurant and immediately I was hit by the atmosphere, elegant without being pretentious, expensive without being showy, the kind of place where people came for special occasions and marriage proposals.A hostess greeted us with a practiced smile and when I gave her my name, well, technically JT's reservation under my name, she nodded and gestured for us to follow her.We were led through the main dining area, past tables filled with well-dressed couples having intimate conversations over wine and elaborate meals, and I could feel Brenda getting more nervous with each step."Olive," she whispered, grabbing my arm. "This place is way too nice. Seriously, how much is this costing? We should leave. We can go somewhere else. Somewhere normal.""Too late," I said, pulling her along. "We're committed now."The hostess stopped at a door toward the back of the restaurant and opened it with a flourish."Your private dining room," she said. "Enjoy yo
Chapter 192: Olive's POVI had been avoiding my mother's calls for three days straight, blocked Walter's number entirely after that disaster at the funeral, and honestly, I was still enraged by the fact that all these years I'd known nothing about my brother—nothing about who Klaus really was, nothing about the secrets my entire family had been keeping from me.The fact that there was so much to know about Klaus, so much I'd been deliberately kept in the dark about, still felt like a physical wound that wouldn't stop bleeding.My phone buzzed, and I saw Zane's name flash across the screen—a text, not a call.Zane: Hey, Muffin. Hope you are good. I've been thinking about you.For a second, my heart did that stupid flutter thing it always did when I saw his name, and I almost typed out the truth—No, I just found out my brother was gay and everyone kept it from me—but I couldn't dump that on him right now.So I deleted what I'd started and typed something safer.Me: I'm currently on my w
Chapter 191: Zane's POVI stood on the observation platform overlooking the racing track, watching cars tear around the curves at speeds that would make most people's hearts stop, but all I could think about was Olive sitting alone at that funeral while I stayed away like she'd asked.It was killing me not to be there with her, not to be able to protect her from whatever emotional damage today was going to cause, but she'd been so insistent that I stay away that I'd respected her wishes even though every instinct I had was screaming at me to go to her anyway."I hate it when that kid drives," Nikolai said from beside me, breaking through my thoughts.I glanced at him, then back at the track where a black sports car was taking a turn way too aggressively."Who's on the wheel?" I asked, though part of me didn't really care. "And why do you care if they decide to cripple themselves for life? It's their funeral."The dark humor in my words made Nikolai chuckle despite himself."It's fucki
Chapter 190: Olive's POV"What?" he finally said, but his voice was wrong, too careful, too controlled."Was Klaus gay?" I repeated, louder this time, enunciating each word. "Was my brother gay? Did you know?""Olive, I don't know where this is coming from, but—""Answer the fucking question!" I screamed, all my carefully controlled composure shattering. "Was my brother gay? Yes or no?"Another long silence, and in that silence I heard my answer."How did you find out?" Walter asked quietly, and my entire world tilted again because those words were as good as a confession.He'd known.My father had known Klaus was gay, had kept that secret for over a decade, had let me grow up thinking I knew my brother when I'd actually known nothing at all."You knew," I breathed, tears streaming down my face now. "You fucking knew. How long? How long did you know?""Olive, this isn't—this has nothing to do with you. What Klaus was or wasn't, that's not something you need to concern yourself with—"
Chapter 189: Olive's POVI stumbled through Judy's suite and out into the hallway, my vision blurring at the edges as I tried to navigate through a house I didn't know while my entire understanding of my childhood was crumbling around me.Klaus was gay.Klaus had been in love with Judy Byron.Klaus had kept this enormous secret from me, his little sister who'd thought she knew him better than anyone.My hands were shaking so violently I could barely hold my phone, and somewhere behind me I could hear Michelle calling my name, her voice getting more distant as I moved further away, as I desperately searched for somewhere I could be alone.I found a door that led outside and pushed through it without thinking, stumbling out into what appeared to be some kind of garden area—perfectly manicured lawns, flowering bushes arranged in artistic clusters, stone pathways winding through the greenery.It was quiet out here, blessedly empty, just the sound of birds and the distant hum of voices fro
Chapter 56: Zane's POVThe conference room doors slid open and I walked in.Black suit. Tailored perfectly. The kind that made me look like a Brooklyn CEO, not a hockey player. Nothing about my appearance today said athlete. Everything said untouchable.Twelve board members sat around the massive g
Chapter 61: OLIVE's POVA small, satisfied, absolutely delighted smile that curved her lips like she'd just tasted something sweet.Then it was gone, replaced by a carefully constructed expression of concern, but I'd seen it.I'd fucking seen it.Why was she smiling? What did she have to do with th
Chapter 49: OLIVE's POV"Zane—please—""Please what?" He pushed his finger in deeper, and I cried out. "Please fuck you? Please stop? Tell me what you want, Muffin.""Fuck me—" I was sobbing now. "Please just fuck me—""Where?" He pulled his finger out, his cock pressing against my pussy now, slidi
Chapter 52: Zane's POVI was dangerous. That was true. And greedy. And I probably wouldn't let her go even after two months.But I shouldn't have called her weak. Because she wasn't. She was stronger than anyone I'd ever met.But I wasn't going to tell her that. I was going to make her feel it. Und







