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Chapter 10: Zipper
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Melting The Ice Captain Chapter 21: Buttercup is weak
OLIVE BECKETT “Woah, I didn't know you had crazy exes.”“Genevieve is not… Never mind about her.”I acted like there was nothing wrong, but it was far from that. Something about what she said made me scared, and I shouldn't be, right? This is fake. This is not real at all, but why do I always have some kind of hope?Easton walked back into his study as his security guy walked out. I slowly walked upstairs, unaware of his stare.“Olive, can I see you for a minute?”I froze mid-stairs, turned, and pointed at myself, as if asking if he was sure I was the one he was talking to.“Yes, you, Olive. I need to speak with you.”I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and followed him into his study.“Why did you want to see me?”“We haven't finished the game,” he said off-handedly.“Oh… I didn't think we would still be playing, especially after…” My voice trailed off.Of course, he didn't expect us to play, especially after his security walked in on us almost naked? It was just going to be weird
Melting The Ice Captain Chapter 20: Who the F*CK is Genevieve?
OLIVE BECKETTHow do you scream your loudest when you're standing in front of your fake fiancé—naked?!“What do you want me to do?” I asked, as if I didn’t know. As if I didn’t own a big plastic dick.“I want you to show me the dirty side of you. I want you to pleasure yourself and experience real pleasure,” he said.Please, pinch me. Please tell me this is unreal and that this was all just a dream. That this game was just a game and nothing else.I could barely breathe. My hands shivered as they went lower to my abdomen and between my thighs. I pushed my panties to the side and slid a finger into my folds. I gasped, trying to reel in the pleasure. I was wetter than a bayou, and Easton? He just reveled in the way I moved and touched.I watched his Adam’s apple bob, my eyes locked on his pretty eyes and full lips. With my other hand, I grabbed my breast, squeezing its nipple as I moaned loudly, filling the whole room.“Fuck,” I rasped. Easton shifted in the chair, his hands clenching a
Melting The Ice Captain Chapter 19: A Game of Cards and Strip
OLIVE BECKETTI didn't think anyone would be so cruel to their own family member, their sibling, practically their flesh and blood. This just showed that he didn't want Easton to be happy, and he would do anything to make sure he wasn't.“I didn't come here for you to ask me questions. I came here to discuss business with you.”“I won't do that to your brother. I won't hurt him deliberately to please you.” I stood straight and calm, my hands tucked behind my back. “I need you to leave. Your presence isn't welcome here, and I refuse your request.”He looked baffled, his face a mix of anger and confusion. I didn't wait for him to respond, I walked back inside. Easton stood right behind the door as I came in, both hands in his pants pockets.“What did he want?” he asked, his eyebrows shooting up in curiosity. But I smiled back instead.“He just wanted to check on you, see how you're doing.”“Hmm.” I knew he didn't believe it; he knew his brother better than anyone, and my bullshit lie wa
Melting The Ice Captain Chapter 18: Paranoia
OLIVE BECKETT“You don't remember what happened last night?”“Did anything significant happen?”That hurt my chest, and for that question, yes. I got my heart broken. I pushed my luck way too much and overstepped boundaries.I looked back at the camera immediately, trying to keep a straight face.“Nothing happened. You just got super drunk,” I responded. He hummed and focused back on the shoot.“You look gorgeous, ethereal. You look really beautiful, Olive,” he whispered, and I just closed my eyes, trying to calm my racing chest.After three full and draining hours, the shoot was finally over. I changed back into my dress and waited for Easton at the car. Earpods in my ears, I didn't notice he had entered the car.I was focused on a funny cat video on the internet when suddenly, one of my earpods got pulled out of my ear.“What are you watching?” Easton asked excitedly, forcing his face into my phone.“Hmm, cats. I didn't know you liked cats.”“I love all animals.”“Yet you don't have
Melting The Ice Captain Chapter 17: Shoot
EASTON CARTERI fucking hate hangovers. The painkillers should work, sure, but today was important. Last night, my team had scheduled a modeling session with a fashion brand—here in Jersey.I got out of the bathroom, took out a good pair of clothes, and put them on. My phone was pinging with notifications. My assistant had already flown down to Jersey last night, and I needed to be quick.I walked out of my room and headed down the stairs when I got another notification.‘Assistant: Sir, they want you to come with your fiancée.Me: Why?Assistant: It's going to be the both of you doing the shoot.’I froze mid-stairs and immediately heard a clanging sound coming from the kitchen. I stood there, watching as Olive walked out with a coffee mug in hand, dressed in a tight short that showed off her thick hips and made her ass too good to look at.I heaved a short sigh and got to the bottom of the stairs, acting like I was focusing on my phone. I wish.Her limping had reduced overnight, and
Melting The Ice Captain Chapter 16: Not Her
Olive’s POVHow could he?My hand stung from the slap but not as much as my eyes. I wiped my tears angrily, not that it changed anything, they still kept falling.After worrying and pacing, I get hurtful words in return.–maybe you're just not the better option…I blinked trying to see the stairs past my watery eyes.There was a groan and banging behind me before I felt him.“Olive…” His annoyingly hot big hand rested on my shoulder. I didn't push his hand off. No, I was a bigger person.I let him turn him around to see the full effects of his words on me.He winced, “...Olive, I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me…”“Even though you're drunk Easton,” I sniffed. “You really shouldn't have said that. You don't use something like that as a weapon when we're arguing.”“I know, I know.” He held the back of my neck and rested his forehead on mine. “I'm sorry…I shouldn't have said that.”“Easton…” I tried to lean away.I really tried but he was warm. “Olive please. I said something
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