He opened his eyes to June. She lay there, curled up on the couch, her chest rising and falling rhythmically with each breath. She was bathed in the moonlight streaming through the window. He couldn’t help the smile that tugged his lips. He stared at her for a long moment enjoying the view before he slid off the bed and approached her in a noiseless step. He bent over, in an attempt to move her to the bed. That must have woke her up, because she stirred in her sleep and blinked her eyes open. “Sorry. I woke you up.” He whispered. “what?” she said, dazed. “How’s your fever?” Her hands flew to his forehead as she sat up. Ollie placed his hand on hers. “Better.” “No” she shook her head. “You’re still burning up. Why are you even up?” She was already up on her feet, leading him to back to the bed. “The fever is gone.” He said. “I don’t need—.” A look from June was all it took to shut him up. “Okay.” He raised his hand in surrender. He wasn’t going to pretend that he wouldn’t d
June woke up with a big smile, mirroring the same one she had on her face nestled against Ollie’s chest after he’d fucked her senseless. The soreness between her thighs a big evidence, the scent of desire and sex still lingering in the air. The scent of Ollie on the crisp bedsheet caressed her nose as June buried her face into the bed. She couldn’t help but inhale deeply. With her eyes closed, she reached out to her side. When her hands couldn’t find him, she peeled her eyelid open. The bed was empty. Knowing just one place he could be in the house, she slipped out of the bed and huddled out of the room. Just like she’d predicted, he was there. In the study room. Ollie was perched behind a polished mahogany desk with a laptop in front of him, the leather chair beneath him creaking gently. She could smell his favorite coffee in the air. He was so focused on what was in front of him, that he didn’t even notice her. June watched him for a bit before saying “God, you’re such a w
She could never understand rich folks—technically she couldn’t because she wasn’t rich but that wasn’t the point—. How could a hundred thousand dollars be spent on a gold chain that looked like those sold for fifty dollars—she was being generous with the price—. And that was the least outrageous accessory she’d seen this night for such an exorbitant price.She discreetly rolled her eyes—one she’d perfected over countless events like this— as the bidding war went on. Her jaw was on the floor the whole time as the charity auction went on like forever. Well, so was her arm because it was starting to hurt from the tray she’d been carrying for close to two hours now. She yawned and blinked her eyes repeatedly as if it would help with the dizziness she felt. She’d gotten dirty scowls on two different occasions because of tray almost slipped out of her grasp. Would this auction even end anytime soon? As she couldn’t bear it anymore. She withdrew, taking cautious steps to muffle the clic
She swore he never laughed this hard at her jokes. “I should leave.” “Oh, thank you so much, darling.” “It’s a pleasure to be of help.” She grumbled before turning away. She couldn’t help but cast one last glance at Ollie. Her heart clenched at the sight of him and the fair woman. Surprise played out on his face as they locked eyes. “June?” He called after her from the room but she was already barreling down the hallway. The shiny white walls and crystal lights make a path down the corridor. She did trust him and knew it was nothing. But it didn’t help how she felt. She’d left the room because she didn’t want to go all possessive and lose her composure in front of his mother. Her footsteps echoed in silence as she recalled his laughter. An acidic taste of jealousy clung to her tongue. “June.” He called her name out again. The sound echoing in the corridor. The auction was still ongoing hence, the hallway was deserted. She felt his weight behind her, the heat of his presence
June’s hand was already sweaty, panic flickering through her when Seth announced that they’d arrived at Rachel’s villa. Seth was Ollie’s P.A. He rarely ever responded and speak only when necessary like now.When she met Rachel at the auction, there weren’t any standards and she didn’t have to impress her. But right now, she was meeting her officially as Ollie’s girlfriend.And she hadn’t exactly made a first good impression. She’d ranted about how badly she was treated as a waiter by the person who hired them. As much as Ollie said it didn’t matter. he’d also told her multiple times about how Rachel had spammed him with calls and texts just so he could bring her over. However, that didn’t ease June’s panic. It climbed higher on the threshold as they got nearer and nearer until up to this point.Ollie turned to face her, taking her face in his palm. June leaned into his touch, sucking in a breath. “You ready?” Was she? “Not exactly, no.” June rolled her tongue over her lower lip,
A sense of uneasiness swept over her when she pulled open the door to reveal John. Her brother whom she’d forgotten existed until now. John's hand shot up, his fingers moving in a stiff, awkward wave as his lips formed a tight smile. “Hey.” “What are you doing here?” June raised a brow. It was a surprise that John had stayed away when she asked him to. But she was determined to report to the cops if he showed up at her doorstep back then. Now, three months had passed. It would be a big joke if he thought she would let him in again. John chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “Our reunion went a lot better in my head.” His eyes darted through the dimly lit porch. Her lips pulled into a deep line of scowl. Reunion? After what had happened? The memories of the past twisted her inside into a tight knot.Her grip clenched around the doorknob. “Can you at least invite me in?” John raised a hopeful brow.“No.” she gripped the door’s edge and closed it in on her body, leavi
A week later, June was meeting John at the said hotel. June found it weird that the hotel was deserted, and her eyes darted around in search of signs of life. They were just an old red peacock car and a surprisingly manicured lawn in sight. Before June could change her mind, she made a beeline to the lobby’s entrance. She just wanted to be over it as soon as possible. When she entered, her eyes glanced through the person seated in the corner of the lobby. He wore a fedora. John waved to her from the far end of the lobby. His face was hidden behind a baseball cap, casting a shadow over his features. She hadn’t recognized him at first, her eyes narrowing as she squinted to make out his identity.She sighed with relief and made her way to him. The creak of her footsteps on the grimy floor echoed through the desolate lobby. John’s eyes met hers as she approached, and he smiled croakily, the lines of worry etched on his face evident even in the dim light.“Hey,” she said as she droppe
He’ll leave you. He’ll regret ever being with you and he’ll leave you. Ollie’s father's words stuck to her, not leaving her mind for a tiny moment just like the ghost of his hand on the skin of her neck, she could also his word strong invisible vise choking her. That’s all it is to you. You don’t deserve him. Shaken by the incident, June’s hand trembled as she extended an arm to the car’s window control panel, her index finger pressing down as if seeking escape from the stifling words that had choked her She’d hoped that the breeze would ease the ache she was feeling. No, it didn’t Instead, it stung her skin with its painful lash. June was quick to wind up the window before slumping into her seat. The more her mind pounded on the words, the more it churned her inside and broke her into pieces. Her insecurities build with thick layers.He would leave you. Soon. He would. The words echoed once more, cutting deeper than any physical wound. An involuntary sob broke out of her m