Liana Moore____"It will be good for you," Knox urged. "If you don't speak to him, you'll never get over it. So, go and talk about what you feel.""I hate him." I nibbled my lower lip in pure resentment. "I don't want to see him.""Liana," He moved closer and looked into my eyes. "Will you be able to sleep knowing he called you for you to talk and did not go?""I just…" I poked my head. "I don't know. I don't really know."I was scared, honestly. I was terrified that he would admit that everything was true. I was scared that the truth would hurt me even more. The worst was to hear him agree that he fucked me for a bet, that was tormenting me.After a long process of debating, I chose to go and end things. Knox was right, it was good for me.I wanted to move on like I did with Timothy. Though there were things that were left unsaid between Timothy and me, I felt he did not deserve my energy, but Oliver did.He penetrated into my heart, manipulated me, and made me a fool. Maybe a thank
Liana Moore_____He was making it harder for us. With him holding me under his built physique. His hands wrapped on my back with no sign that he was to let go. I couldn't leave him.I wanted to get out of his life. I was good at walking away, and the history with my family was evident. But he was different. Though it broke me, a part of me wanted him so badly. I was fighting between letting him go and holding on a little. To give us another chance, but I was scared.Tears cascaded down my cheeks. I was to ruin his suit if he was not to let me go, but he wasn't.I missed him so badly, but it scared me to go back to where we came from. "Let me go, please." I sobbed. "Oliver,""No." He murmured in my ear. His voice was broken. "Don't tell me to let you go. I won't.""We can't do this–""I can." The movement of his lips against my skin brought tickles all over my body. "I can do it. I will do it. Let me love you. I won't ask for your love. Liana, just let me love you. I can do that."
Liana Moore____It wasn't a good night after I missed Oliver by the beach. I know I could have called him for us to meet but I chose to let it be. I went back to the room hoping to sleep but I did not. Or maybe I did, but too late.I woke up feeling scrambled. The little sanity in me wanted a good cup of coffee, or something with chocolate, or better still, Oliver.I took my morning routine, getting ready for my shift. I woke up earlier than before but I was pretty sure that I looked like an abandoned dog in the street. Probably dead. I needed a good sleep.I dragged my feet to the office building. I made sure I used the route that I would be lucky enough to fall into Oliver, that was in case he was still around. But lack was not on my side, cause what I received were stares I got from everyone I met on my way.I had to double-check my outfit. A good pair of official trousers and a nice woolen sweater couldn't have been a problem, right? Or maybe the trouser shrank my ass. I could on
Liana Moore_____Oliver and I arrived in Las Vegas. It was our second time to be in the city together. This time, he took me to the mansion he owned as Mister CO. His home.I admit he had a taste like his father. Everything about the mansion was as calming as Castillo mansion. What was different was that his mansion was in an estate facing the beach."You have a beautiful place," I said as we both ambled to the entrance. He was holding my hand, allowing me to feel his warmth."Thank you.""You used to stay here before coming to California?""Yes, though no one knew except for my friends."I nodded. We hadn't opened the entrance door when it flew open. Julia jumped in front of us while squealing. "Finally!"She jumped on me. "Oh." She clutched me into a bone-wrecking hug."Girl, you need a good beating.""I do." I hugged her back. It was nice to see her again after a month. "You smell like garlic.""Oh, we are cooking." She pulled out and gave Oliver a brief hug. "Come, join us." She
Liana Moore____I admit I was dying to know what Timothy wanted. After everything they put me through, he had the balls to call my phone using his office number. At some point, I thought something happened to Kira. She was pregnant and I still cared a little about her despite everything. It was my moment with Oliver, a lot was happening around so calling Timothy meant he was to add fuel to an already burning fire. So I did not call him back.After our dinner, we all got to our rooms to rest. Good thing I got to share a room with Oliver. I did not see anything wrong about it, but I still had this little voice in me reminding me that I needed space. But not, I did not need it, I needed Oliver.So, I ignored my inner voice, sometimes the voice had wrong decisions, so I loved myself more and switched it off.I had taken a shower and wore Oliver’s Tee which he gave me since I had no clothes with me. Once I was ready for bed, I stepped out of the washroom where I came face to face with hi
Oliver Castillo____I sat on a sofa that was set across the bed where Liana was sleeping. Her body spread perfectly in a comfortable position. Little snores left her slightly open mouth, I would watch her all day, and I would listen to her snores like a love song playing repeatedly in the stereo. Among the few things I achieved in my life, having her was the only thing that I was proud of. Liana Moore, I could not even tell how I felt inside, it overwhelmed me to know she was the perfect flower that bloomed before my eyes. My perfect flower.I vowed to bring a smile to her, to erase every pain I ever caused and anyone in her life ever induced her. To make her forget the gloomy days she ever experienced, to love her with everything inside me.I had no damn clue how I was to love her in ways she would feel every damn minute, but I was ready to offer what I could, all that I could.Birds had started twittering outside. I had been seated for over thirty minutes, I wanted to watch her,
Liana Moore____The best part about being a billionaire and young was that people would definitely love you. Oh, I nearly forgot where one had to be as handsome as Oliver Castillo. Tall, 6 feet and above, a drool-worthy physique: especially investing in gyms, and most importantly, rich. Oliver ticked all that, people loved him for being Mister CO, and they did not even care about the scandal about what happened a month ago.My date with Ziporrah turned out to be the worst. A simple lunch date did not happen because of the paparazzi, people bouncing on us and all. When I said that Oliver was out of problems because people loved him, I forgot to say that people were after me. I took his place.I relaxed my shoulders and loosened the grip on Zip’s hand. We successfully got rescued by Oliver’s driver, Hudson, and lucky that we did not get some eggs thrown at us.I turned to Zip and we shared a silent stare before we both let out a silent chuckle. A chuckle that led to an overlapping la
Liana Moore____“What are you all doing here? Don't you have better things to do?” The tears were on edge. I couldn't stop the feeling in my heart. It felt strange to have people so supportive who could stand with me in whites and blues.It was something I never got from my family. And getting from people I never thought I would meet felt amazing in many ways. They all almost frowned at my statement. Most of them were snapping pictures of me wearing a black-blue graduation gown.“You did it bitch.” Zipporah was the first to make her way to me and sank into me. She smelt like onion, I couldn't help but laugh. “Have you been cooking?”“Castillos made me their chef. But it was all for you.” “Thank you Zip, you are the best human being.” We both giggled before she pulled out, letting Julia take her hug and I never hesitated. “God, you had a dance class today,” I murmured against Julia’s shoulder. “I did not ask.” She teased. “Congratulations honey”.“Thank you, Julia.” “Are we gett