I don’t remember calling you over

In the past, their rendezvous had always taken place in the comfort of his home, but today things are different. The man she loved was now a married man, and he had sent her away last night so that he could spend it with his new wife, as he had done the previous night. So Olivia made a hasty escape from her own house and drove over to Xavier's grand villa. The guards at the entrance bowed and opened the gate for her, but just as she was about to enter the extravagant property, she was abruptly stopped by the sight of Xavier standing before her, his chiseled features etched with surprise.

"Oh, God, baby. I was looking for you." Xavier's eyes narrowed as they roamed over her from head to toe. His annoyance was palpable as he slipped his hand into his pocket, a subtle gesture of irritation. He couldn't help but scan her again, taking in every detail of the woman standing before him. Her figure was lithe and graceful, yet she held herself with an air of confidence that both intrigued and