Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Olivia felt as if the blood in her veins had frozen. She tried to think of anything she could do to defuse the situation.

Did she stand a chance if they were to fight to the death? Even if she could defeat him, she could be riddled with bullets after she stepped out that door.

She cursed herself inwardly for being too anxious. She desperately wanted to be done with everything and leave Wayne's side to return to Ethan.

What would happen to her now that she had been found out?

She grabbed a shirt as she formulated her sentences. Would he believe what she was about to say?

Unbeknownst to her, Wayne saw her dressed in his shirt when he walked in. The loose shirt she wore was just long enough to barely cover her nether regions.

The legs that were usually covered by her jeans were exposed. They looked prettier than those of models.

They were also unlike his own, which were covered in black hair. Her skin, even her soles, were pale without a hint of impurity.

He knew very well that Olivia wasn't wearing anything under that shirt!

gulped slightly as his gaze deepened.

Wayne casually stabbing someone to death was still

yet. Can I wear one of yours for now? You weren't here. I couldn't exactly walk out of the room,

excuse was perfect. All that was

over to her. She clenched her fists tighter.

back was already covered

Every step he took pounded

presence made her feel so

her life and was thrown off by what he did. Her

suddenly said, "So that's your fetish? You should've let me know. I wouldn't have stopped you." Olivia was dumbfounded. What was he

article of clothing in her hand was

thought she was a pervert who tried to steal

Damn it!

you think. I can explain. This

You can wear it if you like. I've heard that some men have the habit of collecting women's

it. I