Oliver Castillo ______ "Don't be ridiculous, Leo, a whore is a whore. They got words to cover up their deeds. I mean, who would even admit they date rich people? No one." Jason hollered and the sound of billiards balls hitting the pool table allowed right after. I was aware that he was playing pool.I sighed as I run my fingers through my hair which was a disheveled mess. I was as confused as fuck. My feelings were the blame, or the unfaithful hormones playing with me."I think it's up to Oliver to find out more about her now that she is staying under his roof." Leo finally let out. We both needed good therapy to help with the weird change in our views about Liana."That bitch is staying in Catillo mansion?" Jason's convulsed. "How come I am hearing this now? What is going on behind my back?""Jason, look," I pulled myself and sat nicely on the bed as I tugged another pillow on my back. I was about to warn him about the foul names he was calling her but I held it, after all, I was n

Oliver Castillo ______ I took exaggerated steps towards her. To confirm my assumption that she was nervous around me, she also took steps backward. Her eyes were filled with mixed emotions. I could see worry lingering in them, then the dark coat of desire. She made me wonder what was going through her mind. She was wearing a black official skirt which was slightly above her knees. That was matched with an orange blouse that matched the color of her flat closed shoes. Her hair, as always, was held in a high bun, and at that moment, I desired to do a lot to her, like to see her hair falling on her shoulders.The prey got to her end road, I loved how she knew she was caged. The gasp, and the way her hands fell on the table where her butt collided. She was wrong if she thought I would leave her alone. There were things I wanted to confirm. Things like why she was so fucking good at kissing, like why she would melt with one touch and especially to know if she was touched. Yes, maybe I

Liana Moore _____ "We are going to LA?" I couldn't help but ask because it was so sudden to travel after what had happened. As if it wasn't even more shocking, Oliver was already driving off, looking all determined. He didn't care to glance at me. "Do you have a problem with that?"Of course, I did, as a matter of fact, it was the weekend, meaning I wasn't working and he had no right to treat me as if I was at work. And for the fact that he just found it necessary to take me with him without caring to alert me in advance, I considered that disrespectful.Okay, fuck that, Mister Ross just woke up."Your father just woke up, Oliver." I noticed how the grip on the wheel tightened as though he would pull it out. If given a chance, I could have taken my words back. But that seemed to be too late because he suddenly pulled over. I stared around in haze then back to him. The way he was raging could have caused the car to blast. "Get out." He gritted. His voice was low but cold. He clenc

Oliver Castillo _____ Liana let out a flimsy exhale when I strode to her. She didn't move an inch but I could see she was stunned.She kept her chestnut eyes on mine as I approached her. She was not scared I was to take what we did not know too far. I even did not know what I had with her, all I knew was that she was driving me insane.I towered over her small figure. My fingers itched to touch her beautiful hair, and then claim her sweet lips into their obedience."You can walk away if you don't want," I whispered to her, her scent finally entering my nasal cavity, she smelt so pure. "If you let me touch you, I won't think again." I continued. Every part that was craving her was against those words. I could even die if she dared to leave. But she did not, she instead bit her lower lip, letting her white set of teeth appear. I lifted my hand to her cheek, one touch, and some warmth showered over my whole being. Her skin was so tender and warm like a morning sun. I gently caressed

Liana Moore ____ The truth about life is that it will never be perfect. People are not perfect in any aspect. I might have made a rushed decision about Oliver and me, but I was taking care of my heart. I taught myself to learn ways I could avoid anything that would lead to the pain I experienced years back.Committing myself to a relationship was like digging a grave for myself. All the men I ever let in my heart left a bleeding wound in me. And my heart was like a flower, it would wither and die. It almost died, but I picked some pieces and guarded myself.I admit I developed feelings for Oliver, but considering who he was, I was trying to give my heart to be broken again.So we ended things back in LA and I was glad he understood. We were back to work, actually, two days were gone already. After a simple knock on Oliver's office door, he answered. I opened the door and walked in holding a cup of coffee he had asked. I placed it on the table, next to the laptop he was busy worki