Justin's PovNo. I messed up. No, not at this time. Not this moment when all Father needed was Mary. When my contract was almost in my hands. This should not have happened. "Mary, please" I tried to pull her close, but she continued to push me away. "You're a pervert," she cried. "How could you sleep with my daughter?""It was a mistake.""Twice is not a mistake. I trusted you, Justin. I believed you only wanted the best for Olivia, How could you break that trust?""I didn't know how it happened," I muttered. This wasn't the time to take the blame and end things with Mary. I had a project at hand, and she was needed for it. "Let's get out of here first and we'll figure this out"After barging out of the lounge, she drove to her workplace and I followed her behind with my car. We were at her office."No, we cannot," she insisted. "I'll remain here until that bitch leaves my house."I moved closer to her. Don't do this, Mary" She pushed me away. "How dare you ask me not to do that? Do
Olivia's PovI was hearing things. That was certain. It happens when one gets too drunk and begins to envision…"Olivia..." Justin suddenly pushed me off him."Why?" I groaned lazily as I lay on the bed."Mary...please" I heard Justin's voice. My eyes widened as I sprang up from the bed. My mother stood at the door, disappointment written all over her face. I was naked, with pussy juice and pre-cum drooling down my things and my step father, her husband was beside me struggling to wear back his pants."Mother..." I whispered. Like she wasn't here, I couldn't believe it. "You came" I whispered again, my heart racing. "You came for me" I took slow steps toward her. "You finally came, Mummy""It was true," she said, staring at me more coldly than she had ever done. "Leo and the others said you were trying to hit on them. It was true. I believed it and now that I choose to give you a chance to explain yourself, I see this."I looked around at the situation. "No. No. Mum, it's not what yo
Olivia's Pov."You should come here often." The bartender said to me, "You came here with a..." He frowned his face very deeply to mimic me. "And now you're leaving with a..." He smiled widely to show my recent expression.I laughed. "Who told you I was leaving?" Gulping the seventh...no, I think the eighth glass of wine, I passed it back to him. "More. More" I grinned."At your service, Miss." He said, beginning to make his mixtures again. I looked around the spinning lounge room and blinked my eyes several times. I should leave, but where was I to go? If I went home, they probably would be kissing again and he was going to come up with the 'She's my wife but you mean a lot more - excuse'I looked at my phone, deliberating on calling the bitch. I had a lot to say, a lot to ask. Why did she abandon me as a kid? Why didn't she love me as other mothers loved their children? Why didn't she believe her men were trying to get away with me all the time? Why did she neglect my feelings? Why
Olivia's Pov"I don't need your help." I pushed his palm from my face, walking back to take the remote controller. "This is way better than having a human under my mother's control.""I am not under Mary's control. We met once, she said I was a nice person, and asked if I would like to date you. I refused, but when she showed me your portrait...I...fell...I fell for you, Olivia. It only got better when I saw you" he sighed, and ruffled his hair just the same way Justin does it. "I'll leave," he said."Stay," I said he immediately turned to go. Maybe it was the hormones. Maybe it was the rushing desire to have Justin's dick buried between my thighs. "Please...Stay" My fingers were placed gently in his mouth. His hand gently slid around my waist as he pulled me close. "What else do you do with your mouth, aside from yapping"His hand grabbed one of my butt cheeks and he gave it a little squeeze. "I know how to pay respect...to...a queen, like you." He gently went to his knees, his finge
Olivia's Pov."What do you mean you're outside my workplace?" I tried to talk in a low tone. He shouldn't be here, Why was he here?"Are you ready?" Justin asked me and I nodded, clutching my bag on my shoulders and walking slowly behind him. "I don't want to see you" I whispered on the phone and then ended the call. I rushed to match Justin's pace and fake a smile when he asked if I was okay. The work hour was over, so we were heading home."I should get you a new dress, for being such a good girl" he winked at me."Whatever you say, Daddy" I winked too.As we stepped outside the company's building, toward the parking lot where Justin's car was always parked. We were stopped. By the very person I was avoiding."Rico?" Justin questioned. "Wow. What are you doing here?"Rico was holding out a flower in his hands with his usual good-guy smile. "Mr. Justin, so good to see you. How is your wife?""Doing fantastic. Thank you for saving her that day." They shook hands. "I see that you two
Olivia's Pov"Come here" Justin dragged me into the elevator in the office. I was stunned because he hardly spoke to me all this time. I had begged him several times, but he had been a bad boy."Where are we going?" I asked him, but no words were said. Just more dragging out of the elevator and down the hallway. When we got to Meeting room 3, he stopped and looked at me. "There are no cameras in here," he said, opened the door, and pushed me in.He switched on the light and locked the door. I looked at him. "Why did you bring me here?" I asked. He ruffled his hair. "What do you think?" He asked, gently taking out his buttons "I...missed you" he declared walking towards me.I took some steps forward. "Have…you forgiven me?" I asked him. "It's been crazy how you give me a subtle ignore. I cannot handle it."I am mad at myself" he growled, pulling off his shirt. "I cannot handle it anymore, either" he finally reached me and his hand took my shirt as he unbuttoned it swiftly. "Sex hasn'