07 Do Over

Olivia.

James still referred to me as a prostitute, and I hated it. When was the guy going to listen? For a second, I thought we had connected. He stood up for me at the club and protected me from his sister and girlfriend, earning my respect. Being in the mansion felt awkward, and when he kindly asked me to hang out with him and his brother, I felt joy and thought we could be friends. I would be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to him, but every girl always crushed on someone she could never have, and James was that person. Powerful and handsome but out of my league. It was a privilege to know him. In my wildest dreams, I would have never imagined encountering the Alpha and beta of Woodclaw, and they would give me shelter.

I thought we had moved past the prostitute thing until I heard him repeat it when I went to return his earphones. I was hurt. I felt humiliated, but I held my tears. It was clear he would never believe me. For a second, I had second-guessed dancing at the club.