OLIVIA POVAS the days went by, so did our thoughts . Gradually every thought of my father was gradually tickling away. The initial fear that was once there had been replaced by something else a bit of comfort, though not all of us felt this way.It was starting to look like an excuse, starting to sound as though he was trying to evade work on purpose, he tried as much as possible not to drag her into any of this situation as promised but it was still there.When on my part I was trying to forget anything that had to do with him,on his part he seemed like he couldn't get rid of it in his mind.I couldn't blame him either as it was the same reason he traveled halfway through the world while most times we try to ignore it by taking it out of our minds most times it was there, that fear was there hovering in the sky among other things.Nathaniel on his part had been able to reach out to the rest of his pack back at home, they were all doing as much as they could do to find a way out of a

OLIVIA'S POVSOMETIMES a woman wants more, but men Always fail to see this and I am wondering if this was because their lives were more complicated than ours, and they had a lot of things to think about.It was either that or they were unbothered by certain facts as women saw it as a necessity, it was the same with Nathaniel. As much as this case was important to me, he took it lightly.On a normal day I wouldn't have paid attention to it or rather, I would have considered it as something not too serious but the fact he was acting this way, the fact he saw this as something not serious.After our brief discussion I left the room, not because I was angry or anything but I felt the need to reflect on things.Was I over reacting? That appeared to be the question at the back of my mind, something that after desperately trying I had no answer to.As a matter of fact, I would have blamed the fact that I don't want this issue to be swept away under the rug as my reason for ignoring the who

OLIVIA'S POVHE took my lips and nibbled on them softly, at this moment I cared less about everything than the moment I was in. It was so blissful, I forgot about the fact that I had been angry with him or her for discussing something prior to that time and being provocative.I wanted him that moment, I wanted him in ways I had never wanted anything like it would be the last thing I would ever ask for, and the truth if given a choice to pick over and over again it would most certainly be him and nothing else.Him and most probably, the child we had together…it was not the first time of us making love, Kissing or sorting but each time– Each time I nibbled on his lips and he kissed me back with so much as the same passion it was always magical..There was one fact about this whole thing and that and to be the fact that I enjoyed each and every moment I spent with him, it was more than enjoying the moment it was fate, something that was meant to be.The truth was I couldn't picture myse

OLIVIA'S POV.WE TRIED all we could to try reaching him again but it was proving abortive, we couldn't understand the fact of why he wasn't picking his calls again after just talking to him just moments ago.On my part I suspected a kind of foul play as much as I tried to focus my mind on other things as he had asked me I just couldn't.Day was breaking quickly and I was yet to have any sleep at all. It left me wondering how far the whole situation had gotten into me. Right there in the middle of everything was my father who in a way I blamed myself for.All this wouldn't have been happening if I had just stayed. Of course I knew deep down that it would be me having to face my father's wrath but at least I wouldn't be dragging myself Into any of this mess.I didn't want to think about the entire situation, not even as I was helping Jane with folding her clothes the next day that followed.It was twelve hours and counting and there was still no sign of Charlie or whatever they had cal

OLIVIA'S POVTHE TIMING felt wrong but regardless of it all it felt like the right thing to do, it felt like it was what meant to happen and I saw no wrong in it, aside the time.He found my lips and nibbled against it, like his soul depends on it, his lower lips sliding over mine savoring the nectars – Finding a soothing place in the cleft of my lips.At that moment nothing mattered, not the fact that my father might be breathing down on our neck or the fact that everything was going wrong. At that moment I didn't care a bit about everything. All I wanted was to kiss him with everything I had and that was exactly what I did.I stood naked right in front of him, my cheeks stained red by the fact that I was shy about everything and how he was making me desire him at that moment.He was no stranger to my body, nor to my soul for he knew what part to touch that would make my heart race, he knew the path to the core of my passion, the point that would make me moan out in pure lust.He tra