Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW

Chapter 15 " I don't mind staring "

Waking up the following morning, Aiden snorted beside me. Then I think of her every time I close my eyes, reliving the vision of her with my hands on her neck holding. I felt her soft lips, and I couldn't help myself so eager not to feel that again.

Aiden kissed me last night. I almost puked in front of him, but I held it not going to create issues. For the very first time, I didn't feel that to him. Now I feel like I am living in two different worlds: my reality and the curiosity side of me.

Olivine has something profound in her that provoked the other side of my brain, incorporating how I felt. I wasn't certain or even aware of it before. Every time I saw her, she was very calm, quiet, and peaceful, but with unraveling sadness in her eyes, it was very apparent she was trying to hide it despite the fact of what happened to her late wife.

In that situation and her condition, I fully understand. She was gentle towards me and behaved towards me equally precisely—though her sister Ofelia annoyed her to death, the respect of the woman was never lost. I admit she's the first person I felt that way; being heard, being seen, and I hate occasionally those cold, icy gray eyes of hers, is like reading me like a book.

I don't know if she caught a glimpse of it, but there's a part of me allowing her to look at me the way she gazed at me. I have no idea at all, but it makes me delighted, confident, and safe. She's like a sculptor, entitling her to make curves and shapes, tracing every inch of me the way those simple glimpses and stares. The sweet thing is, I don't feel offended at all, but it burns my cheeks and takes my breath sometimes. On other days, observing, she kind of lost her thoughts, staring blankly into the windows or mid-air.

I wish I could help on my way; I don't want her to see that being sad, empty, and lonely. I always find myself drawn to her, particularly when last night happens. Her scent has a strong pull on me, and I didn't contain myself, and I ended up kissing her last night both in my hands on her neck aggressively.

Something triggers more inside of me. I tried to understand how I felt; it baffles me, but it felt so good in a brief time. She said it was just a kiss for her, but mine's much to that; it's just so unique. I have no idea why, but to me it was special. I can't help myself not to close my eyes and trace my lips just the way I kissed her. I started to admit I was starting to cheat on Aiden.

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Early morning Olivine noticed she left her charger in Katarina's room. She had no choice but to knock early on her room at five thirty in the morning. She had to charge her phone before the event.

After an infrequent knock, Olivine heard footsteps and the sound of unlocking the door.

"Oh hi! Good morning, Miss Ferguson," Aiden greeted.

"Good morning, Mr. Augustos. I wanted to ask about my charger. I think I left it in Katarina's bathroom sink." Politely said the peculiarities slid her left hand on her trousers, avoiding Aiden's face, grinning at her towel covered around his hips.

"Excuse me, Aiden. Good morning, Miss Olivine. Here is your charger." Katarina hands it over to Olivine. Aiden only stretches out a little on the door. Olivine saw Katarina in her bathrobe.

"Thank you; apologies for the disturbance." Olivine gave a simple nod and her departing words. She never looked back and steered towards her room.

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An hour passed, and Olivine noticed a gentle opening on her door. She walked closer and waited; she stood there as she heard the slow sliding of a card opening; it reveals who's unwanted guest is.

Ofelia rushed, hugging and kissing her on her lips and including both cheeks, noticing Katarina behind it with her two guards.

"How are you, Olivine?" Ofelia hugged her sister, trying to annoy her manager, Katarina. Tracing her jawline on her fingertip while her arms rested on Olivine's shoulder.