เข้าสู่ระบบOLIVE BECKETT Somehow, I found myself by the poolside. Jess's solemn face and immediate hug made it clear that our argument had been loud.“Here,” Summer pressed a glass filled with blue liquid into my hand. “I'm not really much of a bartender but I can whip up a mean cocktail. Your mini bar here is really impressive.”I sniffed. “Thank you.”They led me to a lounge chair and sat me down. “I'm so hurt and angry right now. Why is he there behaving like I'm overreacting?”“Babe,” Summer sighed. “You freaked out during that event. It was really bad babe, Easton asked us to look through the CCTV footage of the night to see if anything had triggered it. It really disturbed him that you were obviously hurting and he didn't know what was causing it.”“I was going to tell him Summer, he should have waited,” I sniffed again, blinking to get the annoying tears out of the way of my vision. “Calling a private investigator was going to far and I don't know how to move pass that.”“Olive, if the
OLIVE BECKETT “I got loads of chicken wings, glazed donuts from that place we love and some roasted peanuts just because,” Jess announced as she walked in. I had sent her the code for the door the day before.I laughed and helped her with the bags. “Hey Easton,” she waved. “Hi Summer.”“Hello darling,” Summer waved back and Easton smiled at her in response then quickly swapped one of the cards in front of him.I winked at him and he chuckled in return.“What?” Summer glared at him. “He swapped a card, didn't he?”“I have no idea what you're talking about.”Giggling, I followed Jess into the kitchen before Summer could grill me. Ethan couldn't make it because he had a meeting as usual and while I liked Easton's friends, I just wanted it to be a small thing with my favorite people.Jess headed straight to the fridge and opened it with so much force, I thought the doors would come off.“Oh!! I knew there was something about you the moment I met you,” she gushed, pulling out a huge buck
EASTON CARTER I glared at the suitcase one last time before ringing the god-damned doorbell. It wasn't the suitcase’s fault or the money inside but, it was very much the fault of the people I was about to meet that I was in a bad mood this morning.The door opened and Bobby grimaced the moment he laid eyes on me. He tried to do a pathetic smile but neither his face nor I were buying it.“Easton, good morning. What brought you all the way here this early?”I was even surprised he opened the door. It was still dark and I wanted to get this over with, I also didn't want anybody taking pictures of me in front of these greedy people's house.Yesterday, Olive and I were lucky. I didn't want to push that luck.“Move. I have a few things to say to your family.”He frowned, “Easton, it's really early and everyone is asleep. You can come back…”“I'm guessing you're not a mad person Robert,” I interrupted again, enjoying the annoyed twitch of his lips. “Are you trying to tell me you were smilin
EASTON CARTER The wretched look on Olive's face propelled me forward and I yanked the envelope from the woman's hand.“What the fuck?!”“Hey man…”Behind me, Olive let out a terrified sound that I've never heard from her before. I ignored the strange woman's outstretched hand and gently took Olive's wrist.Her chest was heaving from her quick breaths, her eyes wide and unfocused as me glanced at me then the people behind me.She was panicking. I needed to get her out of here fast.I led her forward, putting some distance between us and them, their shocked gaze was piercing into my back.Olive was still hyperventilating, I wasn't sure if she could walk in this condition so I did the only thing that entered my mind, I carried her into my arms.She screamed, the shock jerking her out of panic mode.“Easton,” Bobby called as I started leaving. “Wait up man.”I ignored him.“Easton!!” He tried again, his voice still sounding cherry and it grated on my nerves.The car was just some steps a
OLIVE BECKETT It turns out that doing a full payment for a house really consumes funds.I didn't have enough to handle the payment myself. Even though I knew Easton wouldn't raise an eyebrow if I took that amount from his account, I couldn't do it.I was also fully aware that if I gave my mother this money, it won't be the end. She will always demand for more.Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do.You can always come clean to Easton and Jess.I shook my head instead and parked at the front of Jess' house.“Jess?” I called as I walked in. I didn't want to walk into any weird situation, so I just stayed in the living room.She walked out of the kitchen, wrapped in a robe and a face mask on, “Olive? What's going on?”Ah, I must have interrupted her self care day.“Nothing, nothing,” I sat on the couch and she plopped down on the table facing me.“Yeah, try that with someone who doesn't know you. What's wrong?”Fucking best friends and reading me like a book. I forced a fake smil
OLIVE BECKETT I just stood there. Frozen on the spot, my feet unwilling to move forward or backward.Mother's eyes glimmered with triumph. We both knew who was scared of who.“Well? You didn't come all the way here to just stare at me did ya?” She turned and walked, murmuring loud enough for me to hear. “I know as my unfortunate daughter, you always dream of looking like me but staring like a mindless idiot won't help you. Shut the door behind you. Just because you have money now doesn't mean you have to be wasteful. Do you know how much it costs for heating?”I stared at her back and the room looked ridiculously bright compared to the darkness that called my mother's soul home. My heart racing loud enough that I won't be surprised if she could hear it.Swallowing, I did.the only thing that will save me from future harassment and stepped forward. Even though everything in me rebelled against my decision, I walked into the house.The door closed behind me with a startling sense of fi
EASTON CARTERI knew I was probably doing the wrong thing when I agreed to follow her to meet up with her ex—the man who didn't care about her, the man who was getting married today. My phone pinged with a notification. It was from Ronnie. Since that night, I hadn't gotten back to him or the team.
OLIVE BECKETT He sent a dress over—champagne red, with an open back and a slit. Jess helped me get ready, styling my hair and doing my makeup.By 8 p.m., his Range Rover slipped into the compound. He shot me a quick text, then knocked at the door. I took one last look at myself in the mirror, my h
OLIVE BECKETT Great. He'd been standing beside her for a while now. I noticed the way he smiled around her.I thought speaking with strangers would help lessen my jealousy, but I was wrong. I moved closer, laughing as I held a drink in hand.My ears itched to hear what he was telling her that made
EASTON CARTER I placed a kiss on the top of her head, carefully inhaling her scent. I love her scent—she smells so beautiful that I had to sneak a whiff of her shower soap.Guilty as charged.The show took a while until it was over. We both took a few pictures, exactly as we planned. Like we were i







