Semua Bab MASKS AND ILLUSIONS : Bab 11 - Bab 20

OLIVIA’S POV.I didn’t even give myself time to catch my breath.I just knew bone deep that I needed him again.The moment my eyes met Theo’s, I realised we weren't done yet. The air between us was thick. My body was still humming from the first release. Every nerve was awakened, but it wasn’t enough.His hands were on me again before I could think, sliding down my sides. His mouth claimed mine, harder this time. I sank into him, pulling him closer, my fingers tangled in his shirt, desperate to feel him more.Then his lips left mine and trailed down my towards my neck. The movement of his mouth was slow against my skin, moving from the edge of my jaw to the curve of my neck. I felt my head tip back, baring more of myself to him. His lips moved lower, lower past my collarbone, across the rise of my chest until his tongue brushed over my breasts through the thin fabric of my top. My stomach tightened, and a shaky, loud breath broke free.He didn’t rush. One hand pressed firmly to my hi

The first thing Olivia felt was warmth. A steady, slow burning kind of warmth that wasn’t from the morning sun or the silk sheets wrapped around her body. It was him. Theo’s arm lay heavy over her waist, his chest pressed against her back. His breathing was even, unhurried. Olivia’s lashes fluttered against the pillow, her body humming in recognition of him before her mind even caught up. The memories of last night returned in fragments: the slick slide of water over her skin, his hand guiding the bath gel across her body, the soft pressure of his palm against her breast, the hunger in his touch that triggered all her nerves. Her lips curved against the pillow. For once, she didn’t want to think about what came next. For once, she wanted to just exist in this cocoon with him, her heart tucked against his steady heartbeat, her body feeling as though it belonged to him. A deep voice broke the silence. “Morning.” Olivia turned her head just slightly, her hazel eyes finding his storm-

OLIVIA’S POV. "Olivia!!!" A familiar voice called out for me. I turned around and saw my dad running towards me, I opened my arms to hug him, but he walked through me to carry a smaller figure behind me. Then it clicked. This was the day before my father died. It was summertime, and you could see the beautiful sunset from the house. Dad made sure he bought the house closest to the beach so that we could easily go there at any time and, most importantly, because I love the beach. it's like my second home. "Olivia, we'll go to the beach later. Right now, you have to finish your food and take a shower." He said, carrying younger me back into the house. I followed them and saw my mother, Taylor. She was in the living room reading a novel with a bowl of cookies. Younger me ran towards her and hopped on her, mistakenly tipping over the bowl of cookies. "Olivia, you poured my cookies on the floor." She said, dropping her novel on the couch as she carried me and drop

DANIELLA’S POV I had just asked Theo a question that had been on my mind for a few days, and before he even got the opportunity to reply, he was interrupted by a phone call. I know Theo is a good man. And I'm really happy that Olivia has him in her life, I honestly can't express the joy and happiness I feel for her. But I don't want her to end up in more pain than she is in right now. Olivia is a strong woman. If I were her right now, I would have possibly jumped off a bridge. Which is more reason why I would hate to see her hurt. We have been best friends for longer than I can remember, and I do not want our relationship to ever end because of any man ever. I'm the only child of my parents, so she's literally like my sister. It would kill me to see her going through any rough situation. I try my best to encourage her and be there for her in any possible way I can. I owe her the world for putting up with me. Which is why I didn't hesitate to let her know how I was feeling

DANIELLA’S POV. I've always looked at Olivia and just admire her. We've been best friends longer than I can remember, and I'm not afraid to admit that I once had a tiny crush on her three years ago. It was three years ago, I'm bisexual, when I see a beautiful lady I can't help it. But it didn’t last long. It was more of an infatuation than a crush even. Now, I've taken on the role of a protector. Olivia has been unconscious for a week now, and I'm starting to get worked up. The doctor said she's stable, but no progress has been made so far. The doctor also mentioned that she might be in a coma because she had a terrible shock that affected.....I blacked out from the conversation and didn't hear any other thing he said. A coma I'd already taken a leave of absence from work for a month because I don't know how bad her condition is. I can stay in the hospital with her for a whole month, I don't mind. But, exceeding that, I might lose my job. Even at that, Olivia is wor