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Warmth burst through my chest, and his eyes softened as he studied me. Even though my head was screaming at me that it was an act, that he was a powerful CEO who knew how to play women, my body wouldn’t hear of it. I wanted him. That’s all there was to it.
“There isn’t anything else,” I said.
He smirked. “Are you going to keep making me chase you then?”
I sighed softly, even though a smile played on my lips. “Fine. I’ll give us a chance, but on one condition.” His eyes met mine as he waited for me to continue. “I need to be the only one you’re seeing.”
“Of course,” he replied without hesitation, his eyes locked onto mine with unwavering intensity. “You’re the only woman I want, Olivia. I promise you.”
“Okay then,” I said, barely able to contain the flutter of anticipation that danced through my chest. It was ridiculous how easily he managed to incite these conflicting emotions within me—infuriating and enthralling me all at once.
“Go on,” he murmured, releasing me from his spell. “Get ready for the day. We have much to do.”
With a nod, I rushed towards the bathroom. The cool tile beneath my feet grounded me as I leaned against the counter, taking a moment to process what just happened. A part of me was still uncertain about diving headfirst into this uncharted territory, but another part couldn’t help but feel excited at the prospect of exploring something deeper with Alexander.
My fingers trembled slightly as I grabbed my phone, quickly texting my best friend Mia the news.
I… slept with Alexander. Again, I sent, unable to suppress my grin.
Her reply was immediate.I told you! And it was amazing right?
It was. And he wants me to give this a chance.I sent it, and then I added,He promised not to see anyone else.
OMFG!!!I giggled as I read her response.OLIVIA! That’s incredible. Are you going to? I would. I mean, I know he’s yours and all, but he is super fine. And you know what they say about older guys.
I rolled my eyes and ignored that last comment.I am. I’m not really sure what that means, though. Is he wanting a permanent hook-up? Or is he trying to…date me?
He’s trying to date you!!! Obviously.Before I answered, another message came through.I’m happy for you, but just be careful. He lives a very different life from us and I don’t want you to get hurt.
She’s voicing the exact same thing I’m afraid of. But I don’t want to say that, so instead, I sent,I will.
I set the phone down and turned on the shower, staring at myself in the mirror. My skin was flushed, my eyes bright, and the excitement I was trying to shove down was glowing through me. Yes, I was afraid, but I also really wanted this.
As the shower began to steam up the room, I dropped the blanket I had dragged in here, my skin prickling with a mix of anxiety and desire. Inhaling deeply, I stepped into the cascading water, letting it wash away my doubts and fears. For now, at least, I chose to embrace the unexpected journey that lay ahead with Alexander. And maybe, just maybe, we would find something worth fighting for in each other.
Chapter Sixteen
Olivia
The muffled sound of Alexander’s voice seeped through the thin hotel wall, waking me from my slumber. I blinked away the remnants of sleep and slipped out of the bed, padding barefoot to the connecting door.
“Tonight? That’s perfect,” he said, pausing for a response on the other end. My heart raced as I hoped that he was talking about us.
“Alright then, it’s a date,” he confirmed, hanging up the phone. I quickly retreated back into the bed, my face flushed with excitement. When he re-entered the shared suite, he looked up at me, his eyes softening as they met mine.
“Olivia, would you like to go to dinner with me tonight? Just the two of us, no work involved.” His words made my spirits swell, and I couldn’t help but beam, nodding enthusiastically.
“I’d love that, Alexander.”
“Great,” he replied with a smile, his gaze lingering on me before he left for a meeting.
Throughout the day, anticipation coursed through me like an electric current. As evening approached, I stood in front of the mirror, meticulously applying makeup and selecting an elegant yet subtly alluring outfit out of the limited selection of clothes I brought with me. I wanted to look perfect, to show Alexander how much this meant to me.
As I finished applying my mascara, I felt that familiar flutter in my stomach. That night was supposed to be our first real date, just Alexander and me. No business meetings, no negotiations—just us. I gave myself a once-over in the mirror: crimson dress hugging my curves, heels adding an extra bit of height, and hair cascading around my shoulders. It had been so long since I had felt that excited about a date.
My phone buzzed on the vanity, breaking my reverie. Picking it up, I saw Alexander’s name flash across the screen. I sucked in a breath.
“Hey,” I said, trying to sound casual. “You almost ready?”
