All Chapters of Forbidden Nights With My Best Friend’s Father: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Olivia's POV Eventually, I reached the beach. There's something I love doing whenever I visit the beach. “Let’s build a sandcastle,” I blurted. He fixed his eyes on me with a frown. “Isn’t that childish?” he asked. Maybe it's Childish, but joy often hides in simplicity. “Come on, it’ll be fun. Whoever creates the finest castle wins a prize,” I said, clasping my hands together. “I’m not interested, Olivia.” His words made my shoulders sag. I yanked his hand away, rolled my eyes, and stormed off. Seated on the sand, I began shaping my castle. It was boring alone, but I refused to plead with him to join me. He could do as he pleased. Even when his footsteps drew closer, I ignored him. “Careful,” he cautioned as I scooped a mound of sand into my palm. I turned, glaring at him. “Mind your business, Mr. Hayes.” His expression hardened. “Don’t call me that, Olivia,” he warned in a low voice. If he thought I’d obey him while he didn’t want to obey me, he must be dreami

OLIVIAI wasn’t given the chance to process what is happening before Christian pulled me toward the back door. My heart pounded against my chest as if it was desperate to break free. He opened the car door, and I thought we were leaving together until he instructed the driver to ensure I returned home safely. My heart sank as I shook my head, clutching his hand through the car window. “What are you saying? I can’t let you leave like that. Listen, it isn’t safe, I can’t...” The haze of tipsiness vanished instantly. He smiled faintly. “I’ll be fine. I can’t let them take Geraldo. I promise to explain everything once I get home... Damn!” he cursed as another gunshot rang out. He pried my hand away and ordered the driver to move. My throat tightened, aching to call after him. All I wanted was to step out, but the car was already speeding off. I could only watch as he strode back into the hall. I bit hard on my lips. With trembling hands and voice, I struck the driver’s seat.

OLIVIA Gathering my files and my bag, Christian and I both stepped out of the car. A towering five-star hotel loomed before me. I won’t deny, the Inferno Conglomerate had exquisite taste. “Good afternoon, sir, ma’am,” the receptionist greeted before we even spoke. Just as we responded to the greeting, a man in a grey suit swiftly approached us. He bowed slightly and shook Christian’s hand before mine. “This way, sir,” he said, leading ahead of us. We ascended the elevator to the event center floor. Damn, the building’s interior didn’t even need extravagance.Or maybe it was my knack for envisioning design from an empty canvas. “This is the space, and the boss also wants an award setting.” I nodded, scribbling down his words into my notepad.After we carefully inspected the space, Christian and I bid the executive director farewell. He apologized because the boss had wanted to meet Christian personally, but there seemed to be an urgent matter, and he was deeply sorry.How

OLIVIA “What were you doing, I mean how did you get here?” I asked, staring at the stunned Anthony. He blinked, “Hi ma'am, Mr. Hayes told me to bring some important documents. I'm sorry if I scared you,” he murmured. I pressed my lips together. “No, it’s fine,” I said while walking further into the room. A bowl and plate sat on the table. He noticed and quickly shifted, scratching the back of his neck. “My bad, I was really hungry.” He moved swiftly, taking all the dishes away. Before I could say a word, he dashed out of the house. I blinked hard. He didn't have to leave, it wasn't like I was chasing him away, or was he uncomfortable with me? Shaking the thought away, I decided to take a shower before getting to work. No matter how many sketches I made, I ended up discarding all of them because of my perfectionist trait. I ended up staying up all night without sleeping a wink. ~~ Walking into the office, I heard whispering, murmuring, and people’s eyes followed my

Olivia A yawn escaped my lips as I turned on the bed, clutching the duvet to my chest, yet something felt off. The wetness on my forehead forced me awake. The first thing my eyes met was the dark room. Blinking repeatedly to adjust to the darkness before rising, I let the wet towel slip onto the floor. My brow knitted in confusion as dizziness slithered through me. Damn! I hadn’t expected the sickness to strike this hard. I needed to get home. Still, where was I? I couldn’t place it. This place seemed familiar, yet uncertain. As I reached for the light switch, my breath froze in my throat. My eyes scanned the room to ensure I wasn’t hallucinating, but I was still in the same place. How in the world did I end up in Ethan’s house? Breathing sharply, I decided to gather my things and leave quietly, but my phone was nowhere to be found. I rifled through drawers, nothing. A frustrated groan slipped my lips, before I headed outside.However a voice made my step halted.D