Lucas Pov:Every resolve I had started to crumble as I saw tears starting to form in her eyes, leaving me stunned as she left my office. I was surrounded by a cloud of anguish as I struggled to decide what hurt me more—my haunted past or the person who left after being hurt by my actions. It broke my heart that I had hurt her so.She somehow instilled in me the notion that happiness was a possibility, and I learned this in her presence. She proved to be peaceful in my chaotic and otherwise dull life, despite my earlier claim that she disturbed it.The office door swung open abruptly and I got up from my chair in the hopes that she had come back. Imagining wrapping her in my arms while offering sincere apologies filled my thoughts. Every chance of pushing her away fied out of my mind. However, disappointment settled in as it wasn't her who stood there; it was my cousin, Blake Adams. His astonished gaze met mine, leaving me no choice but to avert my eyes, unable to meet his gaze."What
Olivia’s pov I stood alongside Cara as tears streamed down her face. The atmosphere was heavy with sorrow, and I longed to alleviate some of her pain. The overwhelming sadness around me only deepened my confusion about why such a vibrant soul had been taken away from their parents. After the somber burial ceremony concluded, the attendees began to disperse. However, I remained beside Cara, feeling compelled to offer my support. "I really appreciate you being here, Olivia," Cara expressed, her voice tinged with gratitude. "You stayed by my side even though you didn't have to. It's getting late though, and you should go. I'll probably see you at the office tomorrow." Cara's hand rested on my shoulder, and I nodded in understanding. Before parting ways, I pulled her into a gentle hug, whispering words of comfort and encouraging her to take care of herself during this difficult time. As I walked away, my gaze was drawn to a figure hunched over a grave. There was a familiarity in his t
The following week unfolded without any dramatic occurrences. Lucas's whole week was tightly scheduled, leaving us with limited time to engage in conversation. However, upon arriving today, I was greeted by a box resting on my desk. Upon opening it, I discovered an assortment of vibrant markers alongside pink and purple sticky notes. A message accompanied the items: "Use these! Infuse color to your and my world." The note bore his signature at the end. A blush crept onto my cheeks, but I resolved not to let it affect me at all. I closed the box and kept it aside.As the day concluded, Caroline, Regina, and I went on shopping to find the ideal dress for tomorrow's event. After briefing Caroline about the plan, she eagerly agreed to join the mission and enveil Lucas’s intention. It surprised me when I noticed a familiar mischievous grin on her face, similar to the one I had seen on Regina. I wonder why they both are too dramatic but they both are behaving as if they are saving the world
Caroline had assured me that she'd pick up both Regina and me. I was all set when her call informed me she was downstairs. I swiftly grabbed my purse, locked my door, and joined them in the car. We reached the event venue promptly."So, Liv, are you ready to make your grand entrance?" Caroline asked with a playful grin.I chuckled nervously. "I hope so. Thanks for helping me pull this off, you guys."Regina chimed in, adjusting her dress. "Of course, Liv. We've got your back. And speaking of dresses, Caroline, that gown is stunning on you."Caroline gestured towards her gown, showcasing its elegance."Thanks, Regina. You both look amazing too. Liv, that red dress is going to turn heads."I glanced at Regina's dress, an intricate purple gown that seemed to shimmer in the light. "And Regina, your dress is just as gorgeous. You both really know how to pick 'em."Caroline winked. "Well, it's a team effort, remember?"As we approached the event venue, my heart raced with a mix of excitement
As I ran from the event, a whirlwind of emotions churned within me. The intensity of the encounter with Lucas had left me breathless and flustered. I needed a moment to collect my thoughts, to make sense of the conflicting feelings that had been stirred up.Just as I found a quiet corner to gather myself, Lucas's voice reached me, causing my heart to skip a beat. "Olivia," he called, his tone urgent yet gentle.His words had sent a shiver down my spine, his possessiveness was both surprising and oddly thrilling. I met his intense gaze, a mix of emotions swirling within me. "I'm not anyone's possession, Lucas."He quickly took my hands, his fingers grazing softly as he held me. "I don't mean it like that, Liv. I just... I've realized that I can't stand the thought of you being in someone else's arms."The sincerity in his eyes was undeniable, and I found myself speechless for a moment. "Lucas, I..."He interrupted me, his voice a mere whisper against the backdrop of the music that came
The next day, as the sun's rays filtered through the curtains, I slowly stirred from my sleep. I felt a sense of warmth and contentment that I hadn't experienced in a while. And then I remembered: Olivia was beside me. I turned my head to see her still peacefully asleep, her hair fanned out on the pillow, and a faint smile gracing her lips.I couldn't help but smile myself, feeling a rush of fondness for her. Careful not to wake her, I propped myself up on one elbow and gazed at her. I reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from her face, making sure my touch was light and affectionate.Olivia stirred, her eyelids fluttering open. When her gaze met mine, her lips curled into a soft smile. "Good morning," she murmured, her voice warm and sleep-laden."Good morning," I replied, in a gentle tone. "Did I wake you?"She stretched slightly, her eyes still half-closed. "No, I was already waking up. This is... nice."I chuckled softly. "Yeah, it is."Olivia turned onto her side, facing
The doorbell rang, interrupting our kiss. As I opened the door, there stood my uncle, Noah Adams. His stern exterior always gave him an imposing presence, and the surprise on his face when he saw Olivia next to me was undeniable."Lucas," he said, his voice tinged with a mixture of amusement and curiosity, "I wasn't expecting to find company at this hour."I exchanged a quick glance with Olivia, who gave me an encouraging smile, before turning back to my uncle. "Uncle Noah, this is Olivia."He raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Olivia, is it?" He looked her up and down as if assessing her without any pretense."Yes, Mr. Adams," Olivia replied politely, her composure unwavering.My uncle's lips curved into a faint smile. "Well, Lucas, it seems you've brought someone interesting into your domain. How about joining me for dinner tomorrow? I'd like to get to know this young lady better."My heart raced, and I cast a quick glance at Olivia, unsure of how she'd react. To my surprise, sh
Olivia's Pov:As I walked into my apartment, a contented smile lingered on my lips. The events of the day replayed in my mind, each moment with Lucas etched vividly. I relished how his demeanor had softened, the way he had held me, and the tenderness that had accompanied our newfound intimacy.Lost in my thoughts, I was startled by the sound of my ringing phone. It was my mother. I answered with a cheerful hello, trying to keep my emotions from seeping into my voice."Hey, sweetheart, how was your day?" my mother's warm voice flowed through the line."It was good, Mom," I replied, trying to sound casual."I can tell from your tone that something's up," she said playfully. "You sound happier than usual."I chuckled nervously, realizing that I might be giving myself away. "Oh, well, it was just a nice day. You know, work stuff."She laughed knowingly. "Come on, Liv, you can't fool your own mother. There's something you're not telling me."I sighed, knowing that my mother's intuition was