Olivia stepped into New York City to start all over. Betrayed by love and fate she felt dejected and lost hope for love. She started her job as Lucas Adams's assistant who was a tall, young, and handsome-brooding man. From the first day, they felt an undeniable attraction but they didn't act upon it. Lucas hates women, he believes they are all gold diggers, but he can't help but feel something about Olivia. Soon love crept its way into their hearts Lucas tried to change his ways for Olivia but his past kept on making him stop in his tracks. The story of Olivia and Lucas fighting against the world to be together. Destined soulmates but still a forbidden love story.
View MoreThe accident took a toll on me but most of all leaving behind all alone is worse because your soulmate thought of you as a burden. So he did the best he could do. He ran away the first chance he got.
That bastard not only broke my heart but also left with all my savings and stole my car for which I still have to pay installments because it's in my name.
I thought I was broken after my accident but when he didn't come to see me I realized it hurt more than broken bones.
I wish he had come to me and told me how he felt about my accident. I know doctors said my walking skills could hinder forever or the tremble in my hand could turn worse but I believed in myself. I knew I could make it but I guess he didn't believe in 'me' or in 'us' anymore.
Six months later;
"I am going to New York," I told my parents once I recovered from several physiotherapy sessions. A little tremor in my left hand was all left from my past. But I have come to terms with it. I know I can't give up just because my one hand slightly trembles when I get nervous, stressed, or when I am angry.
My parents looked at me as if I had grown two heads.
"Why do you wanna leave?" My mum asked when she realized I am serious about my decision. My dad didn't speak a word, he waited for me to clear my point.
"I don't know what should I tell you Mama that would make you feel at ease but the truth is I cant feel anything here. I can't live with my past and if I start working here I won't be able to move on. I think moving to a new place would be good for me." I explained softly. Hoping they both understand my position and don't stop me from leaving.
My dad got up and stood in front of me and held my hands softly as he noticed the trembling in my hand as I was stressed about their decision.
"You should never feel that we won't support you when you are thinking to grow and progress in your life Oli. We will always be there and we know how difficult this whole year has been for you." He said softly it instantly calmed me. I hugged him tightly.
"If you think you need to leave this town and go to New York then that's what you should do." He said with determination. My mother also agreed.
Now I only have to inform my brothers that I am going. I have three older brothers. I am the youngest sister and everyone worries about me a lot.
I smiled looking at my parents and thanked them for understanding and supporting me through my decision. I informed them about the appointment letter I got yesterday that stated I cleared the interview for Mr. Adam's assistant at Adams Publishing Company.
Soon I packed my bags and I left for New York leaving every bad memory behind. I hope leaving for a New state would be the best decision.
"I just didn't know what New York had in store for me. I met my Brown-eyed brute, The one who found me!"
New York, here I come!
The room was cold and utterly silent, cloaked in a thick, endless darkness that seemed to swallow sound itself. A small boy sat on the hard floor, his back pressed against the unyielding door, fists clenched and eyes wide with fear. He had pounded on that door, over and over, until his small hands throbbed, his knuckles raw and bruised. Every desperate knock echoed back, empty and unanswered. And as his strength waned, so did the knocks — at first loud, desperate slams, but now, weak, faint taps, barely audible, as though he was fading along with the sound.He didn’t know how long he had been here. The hours twisted into each other, stretching endlessly until he lost any sense of time. His stomach growled, the ache growing sharper, more painful, each minute as he tried to swallow down the thirst that scraped his throat dry. But worse than hunger, worse than thirst, was the creeping dread that seeped into his bones, the feeling of being forgotten, abandoned, and left alone in the dark.
Why did I even bother going after her? Why did I think, for one second, that I could fix everything? That somehow seeing her, talking to her, would make everything alright. What a fool I was. I wanted so badly to believe in her, to believe that this love we had was something real, something worth fighting for.But now, all I see is the truth, plain and brutal. She was cheating on me with another man—Simon, of all people. And the worst part is, she didn’t even care. She didn’t care that she was tearing me apart, ripping out the very heart I had so stupidly placed in her hands. She looked at him, she let him touch her, and I was the one left there standing like an idiot, watching the whole thing play out. And then, when she saw me standing there, her eyes wide with shock, she didn’t even have the decency to chase after me. She didn’t call my name, didn’t explain, didn’t do anything that might show me I still mattered to her.No, she just stood there, frozen, as if my heartbreak meant n
I walked back to my apartment, each step weighed down by the heavy burden of everything that had happened today. My mind was a blur of thoughts, each one more painful than the last. Was this what it felt like to lose everything? I never imagined that falling in love with Lucas would happen so quickly, so intensely. These past three months had been like a beautiful whirlwind, filling my life with joy and hope I hadn’t felt in so long. But now, all of that felt like it was slipping through my fingers, and I couldn’t shake the fear that I might never get him back, that he might never forgive me.Even though Lucas had said those hurtful words to me, there was something in his eyes that made me pause. He seemed distant, almost lost, like he was trapped in his own thoughts, questioning his own words. I couldn’t help but think that maybe he was hiding something too, something he wasn’t ready to share. It gave me a sliver of hope, but also filled me with confusion. What if I wasn’t the only on
The bell rang, its sound piercing through the fog of my hangover. I knew in my heart who it was. Did I want to meet her? Certainly not. All I wanted was to run away and never see her face again. But my heart was beating too fast, a conflicting desire pulling me toward the door. I wanted to reach her, to take her in my arms, but I was too scared. What if she was here to throw it in my face, to mock me for being so foolish to fall in love with her? What if my mother was right all along, and I didn’t deserve love?The bell rang again, cutting through my thoughts. It was persistent, just like her. She was determined to see me and hadn't left yet. Was there hope for us? Could we save this relationship?With a sigh, I put on my slippers, my head pounding from the hangover. I placed a hand on my forehead, trying to steady myself. Each step toward the door felt like a march toward the inevitable. I wasn’t ready to forgive her, but I wasn’t ready to lose her either. The conflict tore at my hea
Life could have been anything but not a disaster like this one. It was too tough and, at the same time, bone-crushing. Looking at Blake gave me both anxiety and immense relief. I could see the anger in his eyes, reflecting the betrayal he felt on behalf of his brother. He knew. He knew about my betrayal to Lucas.My legs felt like they were made of lead. I wanted to reach out to him, to explain, but every step I tried to take felt like I was moving backward instead of forward. Blake took a determined step toward me, his eyes never leaving mine. All I wanted was to turn and run as fast as I could, to escape this confrontation, but we both knew silently that I wouldn’t.Just like me, Blake needed answers. And I needed to know if Lucas was safe. My efforts felt futile, but I still wanted to stay—stay for Lucas, stay for our relationship, which we had built so beautifully in such a short time."Blake," I managed to say, my voice trembling. "What are you doing here?"Blake stepped closer,
The night was a blur of tears and regret. I sat on the edge of our bed, clutching my phone tightly, waiting for Lucas to call back. Each passing minute felt like an eternity, and the silence from his end was deafening. I had called him repeatedly, leaving voicemails, but he never picked up. The weight of my secrets and the fear of losing him pressed heavily on my chest."Please, Lucas, just pick up," I whispered, my voice breaking as tears streamed down my cheeks.But the phone remained silent, mocking my desperation. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I cried myself to sleep, curled up in a ball, feeling more alone than ever.Morning came too soon, and I jolted awake, a sense of dread settling over me. My first instinct was to reach for my phone, hoping that maybe, just maybe, Lucas had called. My heart raced as I saw the screen light up, but my hope was quickly dashed when I saw the name: Cara.Caroline was calling me. I wondered what she wanted at this time of the morning. Reluc
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