Olivia
Fuck off.
I couldn’t believe what I just heard.
I never expected Javier to say that to Blake. To the great Blake Morgan. He got the balls, for sure. No one, well, perhaps maybe John, who had the balls to do that to Blake.
Javier turned to me and shown me the face of guilt. “I’m sorry, Olivia.” Wow, he apologized?
I shook my head. “You don’t need to.”
“I’m still pissed with your uncle,” he said while chuckling nervously. It made me smile though. Javier was still a normal person, after all. He lost control and he did…that. He walked to me and sat next to me. Holding my hand and said, “I meant every single word to him. He’s your uncle and he can’t do anything with it. No matter how much he loves you. It will be…hard for both of you.”
I knew that. I was okay but not to Blake. He had an empire he had to rule, the Morgan Enterprise. Although Blake had said last night that he would protect me and his business would not be ruined, I was not convinced at all.
“Olivia?” Javier called me softly by touching my chin so I would look at him, meeting his deep brown eyes. “I care about you and I always try my best so you will look at me, just me. I never cared about someone this deep before, not until I met you. I mean it when I said you are mine.” I could tell from his tone and his eyes. Javier was serious and I felt guilty about it. It made me think if I couldn’t love him as much as he loved me.
Javier would end up hurting and I would be the cause of it. The cause of his broken heart. The kindest man like him would be hurting me because of me. Because of my fickleness. Because of my stupidity.
I knew deep down inside my heart, after what Blake had done to me, I knew I only wanted him. Although it would sound harsh, I was merely using Javier and it sickened me. I was disgusted with myself and then…tears began pouring in my face. “I’m messed up. I was trying my best.”
“I know. But I’m an egoist man, I can’t let you go yet to him unless I was truly convinced.”
“You will end up hurting because of me, Javier.” That’s what you said to Blake last night, dumbass.
“I’m willing to take my chances, Olivia. I’ve told you before. I wish for you to come to love me just like I love you. If it doesn’t go well to what I wanted to, I will take responsibility for myself,” he said with a very convincing tone. He was so ready. Ready for everything. About what to come. He was risking his own heart to be destroyed while I…ran away like a fucking coward.
I was ashamed of myself.
This was why I didn’t want to hurt him. Javier was truly the definition of a good man. He deserved so much happiness yet he was stuck with me. “Please, don’t cry, beautiful girl.” He wiped the tears away. I turned to look at him as he was staring straight into my eyes. He smiled sweetly. Oh, God. How I don’t want to make him lose that beautiful smile. “Too many have happened since last night. You deserved rest for today. You don’t need to come for training today. I will take a day off to keep you company.”
“You don’t mind?”
“Nope. Anything for you.”
I smiled. “Stay with me, please?” I asked while holding his hand as he smiled and leaned forward, kissing my forehead.
“Absolutely.” Once he said that he grabbed his phone and calling Drew to let him know that Javier couldn’t come today and asked his clients to reschedule. “Well, I should go back to my house and changed my clothes first. Maybe a shower as well,” he said and stood up while stretching his big body.
“Can I…come as well?” I asked shyly as he turned back to me. Staring at me like he couldn’t believe what he just heard.
“Say that again,” he pleaded and he looked so cute.
“I ask if I can come with you to your house as well,” I repeated, and his lips formed into a wide smile.
“Well, I would love to have you at my house. But first,” he paused and grabbed my hands and pulled me up. “You need a shower first. I’ll be waiting here.”
“Okay.” He let me go and I walked to my wardrobe. Grabbing my towel and clothes, and went to the bathroom. Along with showering, all I could think of Javier. I knew I didn’t deserve him anymore. Not after last night. I had sinned with Blake by letting him touch me. Letting him…fucking me.
No, that was not fucking. He was so gentle. Unlike someone who merely fucking. He cared about me. Even doing it slower like he was afraid to hurt me. Even made sure that I reached a climax as well. A man who only raped someone would not do that.
I remembered everything.
His weight on me. His touches. His cock inside me sliding inside out.
I became weird as my breathing became fast. My body heated up although it was covered with some soap. I washed it out from my body, lightly caressing my body. My not-so-virgin-anymore body. My hand managed to slide lower under my tummy. Recalled back on how Blake touched me after Stewart drugged me. That was the moment where I knew how to…masturbate. Masturbating until I reached the climax all by myself.
I knew Javier was outside the door but I couldn’t hold back anymore. My finger reached the clit and slowly rubbing it. I pressed my lips together, holding back the moan passing out from my mouth.
…Olivia…
I could even hear Blake whispering in my ear. Worshipping me from top to bottom. Squeezing my breast with his left hand, picturing him rubbing it hard, so Blake style.
I could feel myself became wetter and slid my finger lower to my pussy hole, slowly pushing one finger inside. Thrusting it inside and out slowly. I remembered how good it was having Blake inside of me, finally inside me. Something I wanted before.
Blake had claimed me. He made me as his.
I pushed another finger and began sliding them faster. The cold water from the shower cascading my body but I felt hotter. My body temperature was increasing as I could hear Blake’s voice again.
Do you want it fast?
“Yes,” my voice came out merely as a whisper. I pushed another finger, making it three inside me. I could tell I was close with the amateur thrusts from my fingers.
Do you want to come, Olive?
“Yes, please.” My fingers became so sticky. I could let myself just came but I didn’t know where it came from, my body only obeying his words. Although he was not here.
Then, come.
That was the cue I needed. I reached my orgasm and put my other hand on my mouth, muffling my moan of pleasure. My body became hotter. My chest was heaving. And I slumped to the floor, thinking I had gone crazy. The more I tried to erase his existence away from me, the more he made his way easier to enter my heart and graved himself inside me. Like he should be there. Like he was supposed to stay there, forever.
“What should I do?” I asked to…nobody. Maybe to myself. I washed myself one more time and dried myself after I was done. I wore my indigo blue T-shirt and black jeans. I dried my hair slightly and brushed it. Wearing only pink lipstick and applied some mascara. I looked to my reflection where I thought I looked quite presentable. My eyes didn’t look swollen anymore and I walked out only finding Blake was in my room. Again. With Javier still sitting down on my bed. “Blake.”
“Olivia.” My heart jumped by only him merely calling my name.
“What do you want?”
He turned his body to me. “Something that I should have done two years ago.” His words made me wrinkled my eyebrows.
“What do you mean? I don’t understand.”
“I love you, Olivia.” That was it. That was when I could feel the time between us stopped. I was imagining things. The water got inside my ears a lot. I couldn’t hear anything besides what he just said.
I love you, Olivia.
He did not just say that. Blake did not say that. This was a dream. A beautiful dream and it will turn into a nightmare when I woke up. I never expected him to say that with Javier as the other listener. He looked…speechless. Even he couldn’t believe what he just heard. From his worst enemy. Even so…
Those were the words I wanted to hear from him. Those were the words I had been waiting for.
“I know I’ve hurt you a lot, especially when I kicked you out of my life two years ago. I slightly hoped Cindy will not marry Taylor so I could have you but it failed. They ended up married and I could only live with the bet that I had lost.”
“What bet?” I asked.
“I made a bet with myself, Olive. I will still give you to Taylor but I was hoping Cindy will leave him or the other way around so I could have you or they will end up together. But I lost and they are married happily. I couldn’t stand having you with me knowing I couldn’t have you and you will end up getting hurt if the people knew about us. At that time, you were still sixteen and I don’t want me being the reason you became the enemy of the world. You were not ready at that time and still so young. So vulnerable.”
I was holding myself to not cry. This what I needed the most, for Blake explaining everything. “I’m still your niece, Blake.”
He exhaled. “You don’t need to worry about that.”
“What do you mean by that? You keep telling me that I don’t need to worry but tell me! I deserve to know what I shouldn’t worry about it and why I have to be with you!”
“I…can’t tell you now.”
“Well, that’s nice,” Javier suddenly said as he smirked and stood up. I could tell Blake’s aura immediately changed but he was holding it. “She’s right. She deserves to know especially when you have admitted that you love her and you threw her away to protect her.”
Blake turned to look at him. “It’s none of your damn business.”
“It will be my business because you are messing around with my girlfriend.” Blake fully turned at Javier. Oh, great. He’s pissed now.
For a second, I thought Blake was going to punch him immediately. But he was not, only smirking like he was making fun of Javier. “Have you told her as well?” he asked in a cold tone. I could see Blake was challenging him. Again. “Don’t you think the truth should be told at the right time and maybe the right time…is now?” Blake added but Javier didn’t say anything. He was only looking at him. “You are just the same as me,” he smirked.
“That was different,” Javier countered.
“Working as a fucking porn star is not different at all!” he snapped where I gasped in shock. Trying to adjust what Blake just said.
Porn star?
Javier?
“What?” I asked as the two men were looking at me. My attention was on Javier. “Is that true?” He looked away like he was ashamed of the fact. “Javier?”
“I’m sorry.” And he walked out fast from my room, leaving me with Blake. I could tell it was true. That was the truth he wanted to tell me. The dark secret he was trying to hide. He wanted to tell me, probably he wanted to tell me that earlier until Blake came and disturbed us. The job he was ashamed of and not proud of at all. I never thought of it, the worst I had was he did drugs. Not a porn star. That never came to my mind.
I turned to Blake. “Is that true?” He didn’t respond but his silence answered everything; it was true.
“Olivia.”
“I need you to leave,” I said before he could say anything. I had to think this through. To my surprise, Blake obeyed and turned his heels away from me. Until I heard him stopping his steps at the door.
“You feel the same about me, Olivia. I will make you admit it. Mark my words,” he vowed and without needing me to say anything back to him, he walked out.
I should be happy with his confession, especially since that was what I wanted to hear the most. But my mind was now on someone else; Javier.