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!

as his gaze deepened. The atmosphere

The image of Wayne casually stabbing someone to death was still

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

that was left was for him to believe

fists tighter. The

was already

stern. Every step he

her feel so much pressure that she felt like she

and drew her closer. She was about to fight for her life and was thrown off by what he did. Her hands were pressed lightly

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

holding. The article of clothing in her hand was a pair

thought she was a pervert who tried to steal his underwear while he

Damn it!

you think. I can explain. This

you were so afraid when I walked it. It's fine. You can wear it if you like. I've heard that

not it. I