All Chapters of OFF LIMITS: HIS BEST FRIEND'S MOTHER : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Olivia's Pov My phone buzzes again. This time I grab it before Xander can. A headline flashes across the screen. “Is Olivia Carter Brave… or Manipulative? Internet Divides Over Emotional Confession.” Below it, two polls: 48%: She’s brave. 52%: She’s manipulative. My stomach twists. “They’re split right down the middle.” Xander leans forward to look. “It means people are thinking. It means they’re doubting the lie. That’s good.” I look at him skeptically. “You call this good?” He nods. “Liv, before last night, it was ninety percent hate. Now it’s half and half.” I blink. He’s right. My voice is small. “Some people… believe me.” “More than you think,” he says. He moves closer, pressing his forehead to mine. “And that’s hope. Real hope.” I breathe him in. His cologne. His warmth. His nearness. It steadies me like nothing else ever has. But then.... There’s a knock on the door. Loud. We both freeze. “That better not be reporters,” Xander mutters and stan

Xander’s POV We were back in this damn courthouse, but this time I was the one that brought us here. That witch Cassandra has bitten more than she can chew and she will choke on it this time. I adjust my tie, exhale slowly, and glance sideways. Olivia is walking very close to me, looking drained and tired, sometimes I wished I just left her alone. Then she won't have to suffer all these atrocious scandals. Her eyes keep flicking toward the courtroom doors, like she wanted to disappear. “You don’t have to come inside,” I tell her quietly. She shakes her head. “I want to. It involves me too.” She says it firmly, trying to be brave but I know her too well to know it's bullshit. I take her hand in mine, squezzing it. “I’ll handle Cassandra,” I promise. Her breathing settles a bit. I knew she wanted to scream to the world, why this was happening. I wished I could give her answers. Yesterday when Cassandra’s so-called “book excerpt” went viral last night, I contacted my legal tea

Olivia's Pov I stand in front of Ethan’s townhouse like a creep and not a mother coming to see her son. I know I should knock but, we have so much bad blood between us recently. I just stood there, replaying the words Ethan said that day. “She’s my mom… and I love her… but things would be easier if she was gone.” “If she didn’t have that affair.” She didn’t make everything complicated.” I knew that even if we reconciled before and he forgave me, things would never be the same again, but I was hurt by his words. Now here I was, the contact from Sweden in my bag, wanting to tell him that his words came true, maybe it would stop the bullying, the sadness and the tears. I finally knock on his door with shaky hands, pulling myself to stop being a pussy and not chickening out. I hear footsteps thumping, coming towards the door. It was yanked open, and there stood my baby boy, my sad broken boy. He had lost some weight, maybe from hardcore training at the rink or just from depres

Xander’s POV I have never been nervous before in my life. Neither the first time I was drafted, the time I played with a rink filled with thousands of fans. Even when I made the mistake of proposing to that witch Cassandra, I didn't feel like this. But I needed to prove to Olivia today that her running away from us, would do us more harm than good. She looked breathtaking in that evening gown, boobs popping out, dazzling smile and effortless charm. I am super lucky to have this amazing, sexy woman at my side for this evening gala tonight. We are going to show all these people who made our lives a living hell these past months, that our love is stronger than any hate. “Its going to be an exquisite evening my love." I said, looking into her eyes and palming her hand. “Are you sure?” she whispers. “More sure than I’ve ever been about anything,” I say. Her breathing shakes. “They’re going to take pictures.” “I know, these vultures have been doing that fro months” “They’re goin

Olivia’s POV I woke up with the sunlight shining on my face and a heavy arm draped around me. My eyes flickered open slowly as I came to the realization that the arm belong to Xander. Last night was incredible, we lost ourselves in our bodies, and I felt alive after a very long time. My eyes roamed over his face, the strong jaw, full lips and the 5' o'clock shadow on his jaw, and I fell in love all over again. I tapped lightly on his cheek, and his eyes opened almost immediately, burning me with an intense stare. He pulled me closer and kissed my air, murmuring , “Morning, baby.” His voice was still full of sleep. I loved the word “baby" rolling out of his mouth, I just wanted to spread by legs all over for him again. “Morning,” I whispered. “You good, you're not sore anywhere?” he asked, his thumb brushing my hip. Of course I was sore from that hammering he gave me but I loved it too much to complain. Besides I was the one who screamed harder and faster. I just ans