The Billionaire’s Temptation

Olivia"Okay, so we have the reservation at 7 pm, the flowers are ordered, and the menu is set," I said, ticking off each item on the list.My best friend Jamie nodded in agreement. "Yes and the restaurant has confirmed everything, so we're good to go."I grinned, feeling excited for the surprise dinner we had planned for my boyfriend, Alex. Our anniversary was coming up, and I had a feeling he was going to propose. Jamie and I had been planning this for weeks, and everything was falling into place."Do you think he will suspects anything?" Jamie asked, taking a sip of her coffee."I don't think so," I replied. "He's been so busy with work, he hasn't had time to think about anything else."Jamie nodded. "Good. That means the surprise will be even better."I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in my chest. This was going to be perfect. A romantic dinner with the man I love and hopefully, a proposal."But just in case he doesn't propose, we have a backup plan, right?" Jamie a

Olivia By the time I went back to the stand, Jamie was no more in sight. My thought wandered to Alex and his new bride. There was no slight of remorse on his face. How easy it was for him to move on. "What would you like Ma'am" the bartender spoke up. There was something in his eyes. Like he knew I was in some kind of predicament situation. Olivia even other people can see right through your pain. Just walk out. Staying and watch your heart sank will not make you feel better. My inner voice echo. However, some part of me wants to stay and maybe drink away my pain. "Give me the strongest drink you have" I muffled out.The bartender hesitated for a moment before nodding his head and started preparing my drink. As I waited, my mind kept going back and forth on whether I should stay or leave. But before I could make up my mind, the bartender placed the drink in front of me. I took a deep breath before downing the drink in one go. The alcohol burned my throat, but I welcomed the sensatio

OliviaIt's been a week. A whole week since Alex's wedding and my encounter with Logan. I thought I would be able to forget the night, but the heartache Alex put me through drove me to the extent of sleeping with a total stranger. I always hit myself when I recall how I offered myself to the stranger.And to be honest, when he came to the animal clinic, I was much convinced I made a mistake. I didn't act all friendly to him on purpose. We have nothing to get along about. It might be normal to him, but the embarrassment is still nagging me at the pit of my stomach. I haven't been able to stop thinking about him. His touch, his kisses, the way he made me feel. But I won't be carried away by the way he gave me pleasure. People like him look like the type who doesn't have regard for relationships and only cares about their own pleasure.I was lost in my thoughts when the door to the clinic was pushed open and Lisa walked i. She had a bouquet of flowers in her hand. “Here. From Mr. Camer

OliviaI sat nervously in the lawyer's office, fidgeting with my bracelet . I can't believe I'm actually doing this. I'm going to face Logan and make a decision about the future of my unborn child.My lawyer, Ms. Martin, sat across from me, looking poised and professional as always. She gave me a reassuring smile, and I tried to return it, but I'm sure it came out as a grimace."We'll get through this, Olivia," she said, patting my hand. "Just remember, we have the law on our side."I nodded, trying to take comfort in her words. I had been hesitant to involve lawyers in this situation, but Jamie had convinced me that it was the best way to protect my rights as a mother.After what felt like hours, there was a knock on the door. My heart started pounding in my chest, and I took a deep breath before calling out, "Come in."Logan stepped into the room, looking surprisingly calm and collected. He nodded to Ms. Martin before turning to face me."Olivia," he said, his voice surprisingly sof

OliviaFinding myself in the kitchen at 6 o'clock a day after my arrival at Logan's family house is the last thing I expected to happen to me. My sleep from last night to morning was like a one hour nap. I couldn't help but feel a bit confused. The maid had said my attention was needed at the kitchen, but now it seemed like there was no one around. I glanced at the clock on the wall, confirming that it was indeed 6 o'clock in the morning. It was still early, and I wondered why I had been called to the kitchen at this time.Feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension, I decided to explore the kitchen a bit more. Perhaps someone would show up soon and shed some light on why I was summoned here. As I walked around, I noticed the neatly arranged pots and pans, the gleaming countertops, and the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the air. It was a well-maintained and organized kitchen, reflecting the grandeur of the mansion.I took a seat at the island in the center of the