I smiled and nodded. “Sure… I’ll contact you if I need your help.”
Gabriel sighed. “Alright… so I’ll be waiting.”
I smiled and nodded, though he couldn’t see me. “Thank you for your help and also for worrying about me.”
“Of course,” he said gently. “I’ll always worry you.”R about
The words settled heavily in my chest. I didn’t know what to say to that, so I simply replied, “I”” talk to you soon, Alpha Gabriel.”
“Anytime, Olivia. Rest well.”
I ended the call and handed the phone back to Lolita with a soft sigh, trying to mask the strange warmth in my chest from Gabriel’s last words.
But of course, they noticed.
“Oh my goddess,” Nora gasped suddenly, eyes twinkling. “Was that a blush I just saw?”
Lolita grinned like she had caught me stealing cookies from the kitchen. “It was a blush! Look at her cheeks-
Olivia’s blu 6″
I blinked at them. “What? No. I was just… being polite.” “Polite?” Nora snorted. “Girl, you were blushing!”
“I was not!” I grabbed a pillow and tossed it at her.
Lolita laughed and ducked. “Just admit it-Alpha Gabriel has a tiny effect on you.”
I rolled my eyes and chucked another pillow, this time at Lolita. “Stop it. He’s just a friend. And I’m married, remember?”
“Yeah, yeah,” Nora teased, ducking again. “Still doesn’t mean you didn’t blush.”
I huffed. “You two are impossible.”
“We’re just observant,” Lolita said, still grinning.
“Out,” I said, pointing toward the door with a smirk. “Before I run out of pillows.”
Both of them giggled as they stood up.
“Fine, fine, we’re going,” Nora said, still chuckling.
Lolita gave me a playful wink. “Just know-we’re watching.”
I rolled my eyes again but smiled. As the door closed behind them, I finally let out a small laugh. They were annoying sometimes… but at least they made me smile.
I fell on the bed and stared at the ceiling… my mind was a jumble of thoughts.
Suddenly, my wolf sneered. “Stop thinkin~ about him, you are blushing,” she teased.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m not,” I lied.
She scoffed but didn’t say anything more.
9/11
Suddenly, a knock landed on the door, and I frowned. I needed peace. But by the whiff of the scent, I knew it was Lady Fiona… the triplets’ mother.
“Come in. The door is open,” I said while sitting up… wondering what she had to say this time.
Who Said Gabriel Was Out Of The Picture!!!
Sugarlitics
Olivia’s POV
The door to my room pushed open, and Lady Fiona walked in. Our eyes met, and I didn’t bother hiding the frown on my face. She moved from the door and slowly sat beside me on the bed. I shifted a little, creating space between us. I still had grudges-deep ones.
“Olivia, I’m glad that you’re back. I was so worried,” she said, her voice soft, as though laced with genuine concern.
But I wasn’t moved. My heart didn’t feel it.
“I believe you have something to say,” I said, cutting to the point, my tone harsh.
She sighed, nodding slowly. “It’s about Anita,” she began.
My frown deepened, and I turned sideways to meet her gaze. “And what about Anita?” I asked, my tone already sharp with anger.
She hesitated-just for a second-but it was enough to tell me I wasn’t going to like what she had to say.
“The Alphas are angry with her,” she said carefully. “They want to send her to the dungeon to await trial… but you can stop them.”
I felt something inside me snap. I stood up abruptly, my arms folded tightly across my chest as I stared down at her. “Really?” I scoffed. “So now you want to plead for Anita?”
My voice rose, filled with both pain and anger. “But when your precious sons were treating me like dirt, when they hurt me, humiliated me, and broke me, you stayed silent! You didn’t/speak to them. You didn’t correct them. Not even once!”
Her eyes widened. “That’s not true, Olivia. I spoke to them. I did… but they wouldn’t listen.”
“That’s not enough!” I shouted. “You’re their moner, Lady Fiona! If you really wanted to help me, you could have done more. You should have done more. You watched me live in pain-you watched me suffer emotionally, mentally, physically, and all you did was watch!”
Tears stung my eyes, but I refused to let them fall.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, voice trembling. “I truly am.”
“I don’t want your apology,” I snapped.
She looked away for a moment before speaking again. “Anita deserves to be punished, I won’t argue that. But she’s pregnant. That’s why I’m asking you-to please, speak to the triplets. Ask them not to punish her now. Let her give birth… then they can do whatever they want.”
I stared at her, my voice low and shaking. “I will do no such thing.”
Her lips parted in shock.
“If the triplets refuse to make Anita pay for what she did, then I will. I will make her pay-for kidna ? ing me, for selling me like an object, for everything.”
I took a shaky breath. “And you-when my father was arrested, you didn’t speak on his behalf. You didn’t defend him to your husband. He was killed, and you did nothing. What makes you think I will speak on behalf of Anita?” I snapped, my tone coming out rude, but I didn’t care. I was done being that innocent, naive, respectful Olivia.
Her eyes filled with regret, but I didn’t care.
“I hate you,” I said, spilling out what I have been dying to say all these years. “I hate this entire Luciano family. And once I prove my father’s innocence, you will all pay for what you did to him… and to me.”
Lady Fiona looked stunned, her lips trembling as if she wanted to speak, but nothing came out.
I turned away from her, refusing to look back.
“Lady Fiona, please leave my room.”
Lady Fiona rose slowly from the bed, visibly shaken by my words. For the first time, I noticed her completely speechless. I couldn’t see her, but I could tell her eyes were glossy, her mouth slightly parted like she wanted to say something, but couldn’t.
I didn’t give her the chance.
“Please leave,” I said coldly, not even turning to look at her.
She lingered a moment longer before whispering, “I hope someday you find a place in your heart to forgive us.”
I didn’t respond.
The door closed softly behind her, and I was left alone.
I stood there for a moment, breathing hard, trying to stop my hands from shaking. My chest ached-not just from the anger-but from all the bottled-up pain I had carried for far too long.
They all failed me.
Every. Single. One.
The triplets.
Lady Fiona.
Even Alpha Damon, who once claimed to respect my father.
I walked to the mirror and looked at myself. There was pain and lingering tears in my eyes.
I placed my hand gently over my chest.
“I’m going to clear your name, Dad,” I whispered. “And when I do… they’ll all regret everything they’ve done.”
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.