Chapter 5

Kane’s POV

Olivia’s eyes pinned intently on the mask. Hovering on it like she was a detective or something. 

“Are you okay?” I asked, closing the gap between us. 

I could sense the rage emanating from Cynthia as I went on one knee, an inch away from the woman I loved and betrayed. 

“What are you doing?” Cynthia asked from behind, her anger surfing through her words. 

Still Olivia held on to father’s mask, staring at it like she’d seen a ghost. 

I took the mask gently from Olivia’s hand. And stretched it up for the servant to retrieve it from me and place it back into the box. 

“I’m sorry boss.. I’m sorry ma’am.” The worker said nervously, as he stood glued to a spot. 

Earlier when Olivia came over to the manor, she wouldn’t let me get close to her. But for some reasons, here I was an inch to her and she wasn’t repulsive. 

But when I removed the mask from her grasp, our hands brushed and I felt that tingling sensation she always made me feel. 

Olivia Benson was a lot of things, and that made me sway to her. 

There was something quite unsettling today about her. That much I could tell, but what exactly?

And why did she come to the manor all of a sudden after I’d been trying to reach her for weeks?

“Does the mask seem familiar or something?” I asked, trying to start a conversation with her. 

“No.” She said sharply, finding her feet as she dusted her hands on her knees. 

Olivia towers over me, looking down at me as  her hair fell to a side. She looked miraculously beautiful, and it made me bite down on my lower lip. 

I’d cheated on her with Cynthia, and I knew I’d ruined things between us. 

But she came here today. Surely there was a reason. But what was it?

She would have said something if it weren’t for Cynthia and her bad mouth. I curse the day I fell into her trap. 

“Is there something you wanted to tell me?” I asked, finding my feet. 

“It’s….nothing actually.” Olivia stutters, turning around quickly without so much as a glance my way. 

I stared at her continuously, my heart aching with each step she took. 

What have I done?

She walked up to the truck and it’s workers, each greeting her before she swept past them and forward on her way.  

“What was that about?” Cynthia stormed the question at me, pointing a finger directly toward me. 

I sighed, and moved away from her. But Cynthia moves forward, hindering my path. “I’m talking to you. Don’t you dare ignore me.”

“Please, I really don’t have the energy for this.”

“Why? Because of her right? Does she mean so much to you?”

“Yes!” The words came out of my mouth fluently. 

Cynthia stared at me with so much disbelief. “She’s that important huh? More than your unborn child. Is that it?”

At the mention of my unborn child, my heart melted completely. I couldn’t bear to be a bad father. I already had issues with mine already and there was no reason to repeat it with my child. 

“I didn’t say that.”

“Then what was all that about? You were practically frolicking around her like you wanted to die for her.” She said. “Do you miss her so much that you want to miss out on your own child?”

“No.”

She raises my head by my chin. “That’s good. You don’t need her, trust me. You really don’t.”

If only that were true.

Olivia has been the thought of my existence ever since I knew her. And it got worst even after the whole incident with Cynthia. 

“Don’t give me that face.” Cynthia said, pulling me out of my thoughts. “You only need me… and your child.”

My heart skipped, torn between believing her and wanting to believe in something more.  And that something was definitely getting back Olivia. 

As if reading my thoughts, she frowned, pushing me by the jaw. "Embarrassing," she spat, "how can you even call yourself a man? And what was she doing here? Did you call her to come?"

I stared at her in cold silence. 

When I didn’t answer, she attempted to escalate things forward. But Stanley quickly intervened, stepping in at just the right moment. 

“Miss, Cynthia. Might I schedule a cold bath for you? It’ll be most refreshing for you and the baby.” He suggested. 

Cynthia froze, contemplating what my family’s butler had suggested. I knew she loved luxury, and that was what Stanley was offering. 

A twisted smile painted her lips, she laughs, blinking at the thought of her in the cold jacuzzi bath. “Hmm, that doesn’t seem so bad after all.” She said as she beamed a smile at him, before turning to glare at me.

“Atleast someone here knows how to treat a lady. Take note.”  She says, glaring at me as she turns away. Slowly, she quicken her steps after Stanley. 

At the door she stops, turns to take a quick glance at me before exiting into the house. 

Once I’d been left in front of my families manor, I turned around to search for Olivia. But she was gone, there was not a single trace of her.

“Olivia…” I muttered to myself. My heart beating fast as I thought of her. 

Olivia had come here to see me. Surely, there was something important. Could it be about the stranger rumored to be seen with her?

I called for one of the workers, she rushed over immediately. 

“That mask,” I tell her, “make sure to take it out from the rest. I want to know everything about it.”

“Yes, master Kane.” She rushes back to the rest. 

I could see her search through the box thoroughly.

“Master Kane.” Stanley’s voice called to me. 

I turned to face him. “What is it?”

He hesistates. “Lady Cynthia wants you to join her. She’s already in the jacuzzi waiting for you.”

I sighed. She clearly doesn’t want me going after Olivia. 

“I’d be with her shortly.” I tell him, before turning to stare at our gate far away. 

Olivia was gone. And couldn’t chase after her.