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PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE (II)
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The sweet revenge of a heartless CEO - Clifford Empire THERE’S NOTHING I CAN DO FOR YOU (II)
Yes, my mother’s death led me to happiness. How could I blame my father for anything when he was incredible once he took me in and brought me to the Abertton home? He was the most important thing in my life. No matter his flaws, past mistakes, or future ones, Ernest Abertton was my savior, the man who taught me about care, love, and safety. Before him, I didn’t even know what school was. I learned to read and write in the homes I passed through. That man gave me a real life. Anyone who hurt him hurt me—we were inseparable. I saw Gabe’s hand rest on the glass, his gaze trying to find mine, lost somewhere between the top floor and the ground. “Why did you do it?” I looked at him. “Depends on what you mean by ‘it.’ If it’s about the coffee, I didn’t think it was that hot, and—” “Do you really think you can hurt me with hot coffee, Gabe?” “What the hell are you talking about?” “My father.” “You always knew he was my target, Stick-Figure.” A tear rolled down my cheek, and Gabe p
The sweet revenge of a heartless CEO - Clifford Empire THERE’S NOTHING I CAN DO FOR YOU
**OLÍVIA’S POV**I turned my back and came face-to-face with Rose. I walked past her, pretending not to see her. I didn’t owe her explanations about my life, especially now that I no longer lived in her house. If I wanted updates on my father, I’d ask the hospital directly. “Are you just going to turn your back and leave us here?” she asked. “What do you want me to do?” I faced her. “We need money. This hospital is awful.” “Dad seems to be getting good care. What more equipment could they possibly put on him that isn’t already here?” My voice cracked. “We barely have money to pay for this dump, Olívia! You need to arrange a decent place for your father.” “I… I’ll try.” “You can’t just *try*. You need to *do*.” “How did you find out what happened?” “They called me from the hospital. When I got here, he was already like this.” “How do you know he was beaten?” “He was rescued after being brutally attacked by several men. They kicked him, punched him… his right ankle is broken.
The sweet revenge of a heartless CEO - Clifford Empire PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE (II)
I came to, dazed. My shirt was off, and Gabe was wiping my chest with it. I tried to get up, but he held me down, forcing me to stay. We didn’t speak, just stared, each lost in our own world. “It wasn’t… that hot!” his voice was weak, his blue eyes still on mine, trying to justify. “The oil was at the boiling point…” I broke, fighting tears, touching my nape. “How did it happen?” “You… threw the coffee!” I stood quickly, unwilling to talk about it. “Where were you just now, Olívia? You weren’t… here!” I snatched my shirt from his hands and forced a smile. “Don’t put out my fire, Gabe! Burn with me!” Gabe stood with difficulty, watching me as I wandered aimlessly. “I didn’t mean to put salt in your coffee! It was… an accident. I must’ve mixed up the sugar and salt.” “I don’t believe you, Olívia. Sometimes I think everything you do is calculated. Other times… I think you can’t be *that* naive after everything you’ve probably been through.” “Want to talk, Gabe? Past, present, f
The sweet revenge of a heartless CEO - Clifford Empire PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE
**OLÍVIA’S POV**That morning, I woke early to catch Gabe before he left. Getting him to spend the night at home was a victory, since he rarely showed up. I knew it was because of the kiss in the pool—if you could even call it a kiss, lasting just seconds, enough to feel his warm tongue before he pulled away. I barely slept, my mind racing with everything I wanted to do with Gabe after he touched me in the pool. I dreamed of crème brûlée on his lips, how good it would taste to savor him there. Why did this man affect me so much? Was it those icy blue eyes? Or the arrogant way he treated me, making me want to show him the kindness and love inside me? The truth is, every revenge has a wound behind it—something that hurt deeply, scarred, broke. If Gabe would just let me see his side, I could comfort him if he was justified! Did Rarith give him solace? Did she ease his pain, help him forget the cruelty to live healthily, like a normal person? Or did she egg him on to torment me more t
The sweet revenge of a heartless CEO - Clifford Empire DON'T TEST ME, OLÍVIA! (II)
I stood and took a cold shower. Just thinking of Jorel fucking my wife made me nauseous. I put on underwear and a robe, then lay on the bed, exhausted. It was the work, obviously! I’d spent all day reading contracts on a glaring screen, stressing me out to the point I thought I wanted Olívia Stick-Figure. I’d never been into women like her—plain, predictable, with nothing good to offer. *Just another whore, Gabe. The difference is, if you want to fuck her, you don’t have to pay.* I jolted awake, haunted by the image of Olívia at the bottom of the pool. I got up, raced downstairs, and opened her bedroom door—she wasn’t there. The bed was untouched. Jorel’s face stared back at me from the nightstand, next to hers, like a horror movie frame. I flew down the stairs, nearly falling on the second-to-last step, jumping the last one. The living room was spotless, no trace of a party. I searched every room for Olívia and found nothing. Had she left? Was she in another room, fucking some
The sweet revenge of a heartless CEO - Clifford Empire DON’T TEST ME, OLÍVIA!
Maybe I forgot to tell her how my revenge would unfold. If Olívia thought I’d hurt her directly, she was dead wrong. It was her father I’d target. Enough playing nice—I never was. Why was I taking so long to act? I shouldn’t have distanced myself from her; I should’ve gotten closer to deliver the final blow. I turned around, and she wasn’t in the pool. I scanned the area—she’d vanished. Besides being insipid, odorless, and insignificant, was she invisible too? I approached the pool and saw her at the bottom, her hair fanning out like a flower in the water. My chest tightened, and I dove in, grabbing her tightly. When she didn’t cling back, I realized I might be royally fucked. I pulled her out and laid her on the ground, her body limp, unmoving. “An ambulance!” I shouted with all my strength. “Call a fucking ambulance!” I wasn’t sure anyone heard me. I touched her chest, too panicked to tell if it was my heart or hers beating. “Olívia, talk to me!” I slapped her face, getting no
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