My Forbidden Love

Chapter 40

Olivia's pov:

I can see the promise of death in his eyes.

Kent wants to kill Lorenzo..... and I can't allow it.

"Forget it. It wouldn't be worth it."
I put my hand on his chest forcing him to look at me.
"The last thing you need right now is a mafia war against my father because of me."

"But -"

I bring my index finger to his lips, silencing him.

"But nothing, Kent. What happened today was my business and I don't want you doing anything about it."

Kent takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

"Olivia.."

The intensity with which he looks at me reminds me of what happened the night before.

"I'm... just going to go upstairs -"

"Olivia, please. Let me make it up to you..."

I hesitate because I don't really know what he means.

Make what up to me? The horrible lunch he asked me to go to? The embarrassment of last night?

But in my heart, I know precisely what he wants to make up for. I'm just not sure I'm ready to hear it.

So, I walk past him, his hand dragging lightly across my stomach as I pull away and move towards the stairs.

"Olivia."
Kent calls after me, when I'm halfway up the steps. I look down at him to see that the Kent I know has returned.
"Don't forget that we have a contract. And I intend to collect."

I can hear the playfulness in his voice and I surprise myself with my wicked grin, as I look down at him.
Because this, at least - this cat and mouse game? It's familiar ground.

"We have a contract, Kent. But that contract had no specific timeline. So....."
I say, then, without looking back, I walk up the rest of the way up the stairs.

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At around eight o'clock, a knock comes to my door.

I move towards the door and open it and hear a little plop as something falls flat at my feet.

Surprised, I look down to see a box there. I lean down and scoop it up into my arms, closing the door as I head for my bed.
I untie the bow and open the lid on the box.

Oh thank god.

I marvel at the incredible softness of the silk pyjama shorts and matching camisole. And a robe too!

This is so much better than the other gifts. Much more my style, and comfy too.

I feel a little twinge inside me at the..... well, the sweetness of the sentiment. Kent actually listened to me.

I turn this all over as I carry my new clothes into the bathroom, so I can take a quick shower.

Once I'm done, I slip on the silky pyjamas and pull the chillingly - soft robe over my arms.