Kent's pov:
I lean against the wall outside of Olivia's room after I leave, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath through my nose.
That girl....
She's going to be the death of me, that girl.It had been..... so fucking difficult.
So damn hard to turn away from her in there, as she pulled every piece of her clothing off and tossed them carelessly to her floor.
It had taken a level of self restraint that, frankly - after yesterday, in the barn.
I set my shoulders and walk quickly down the stairs towards his office.
If I'm going to survive this, I need to convince everyone outside of this house that Olivia is..... less important to me than they currently think she is.
If I were in danger of going down, that would put Olivia in the crossfire.
My blood boils at the idea. I curl my hands into a fists and slam it against the desk.
"Is she home?"
Jack catches me by surprise by entering my office without knocking.
"She is."
"What the hell are you doing sending her off with him like that? Letting her go?"
"I needed the intel."
"You're ruining my life!"
"Am I really ruining your life? Or are you doing that all on your own?"
"She's mine, dad. She's going to be my wife. She's the only thing I've ever wanted! The only person I've ever liked! And you're taking her away from me - and letting fucking Ivan mess with her, on top of whatever you're doing -"
"Really? Because if she was so important to you, Jack, then where were you last night? Because you certainly weren't here."
When I move my eyes back to Jack's face, I'm surprised by the rage I see there.
"You're going to ruin her life, dad. And if you do that, I'm going to ruin yours."
"You lost her, Jack. And I'm not giving her back. Go find another beard to pretend to be your wife. Olivia is mine."
Jack stands stock straight at my words, paling a little, and I suddenly realised what I said.
The knowledge I just confessed to knowing, without..... without meaning to do it.
Jack backs away from the desk, staring at me, fear stark on his face.
I merely straighten, watching him go, not letting Jack see that I messed up.
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Olivia's pov:
I lay back on my bed for..... way too long. Just laying there, frustrated, staring at the ceiling.
Why did Kent act like that?
Does he no longer consider me attractive?
Or does he just see me as an employee?Suddenly angry, I sit up straight and head for my wardrobe to put on my pyjamas.
If he wants to treat me like an employee, like what's between us is just a job, like he did today? Then fine. I make his life a living hell while I do my job.
After getting changed, I curl up in bed and try to sleep.
Maybe Kent really doesn't want me anymore....
I'm about to fall asleep when someone opens the door to my room.
"Who -"
Kent enters the room. He walks over to my bed and grabs my arm, gently pulling me to my feet.
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My Forbidden Love
Romance⚠️ Mature content. ---------- Slowly, indulgently, he runs his nose across the skin of my wrist. "Camomile, lavender....." He murmurs, closing his eyes indulging in my sent. "You smell so good." He practically groans. ---------- Olivia Thompson is a...