Chapter 192: Change Of Plan

Olivia’s POV

"Who sent it?" I asked, staring at the white envelope in Lolita’s hand.

My name—Olivia Parker—was written in bold, dark letters on the front.

"I have no idea," she replied. "The guards at the gate said a courier brought it. Didn’t say who sent it."

I frowned, turning the envelope over in my hands.

Who would send me something like this? And why now?

But I didn’t waste time guessing. My fingers moved quickly, tearing it open.

Inside was a single piece of paper.

No design. No signature. No return address.

Just one sentence written in red ink across the center:

"Meet me tonight at 10 p.m. on the mansion rooftop."

My frown deepened.

Lolita caught the change in my expression. "What is it?" she asked, stepping closer.

I slowly turned the paper around and showed her.

Her brow furrowed. "What the hell...?"

I stared at the note again, unease crawling under my skin.

No name. No hint. No explanation.

Just that strange, silent summons.

Meet me on the rooftop?

Who? Why?

"Ignore it," my wolf muttered.

I wanted to agree with her.

But the more I looked at that letter... the more curious I became.

you planning to

I didn’t want to—but because I truly

the paper neatly and slid it back

to take a nap," I

I needed space. "Call me if you need

gently closing the

I sighed deeply.

into bed

of sleep, I found myself staring at the envelope resting on

got heavy. My mind calmed down. The room became quiet. I

wasn’t sure how long

from the darkness. A sound.

fluttered open, adjusting to the dim lighting in the room. It

felt

sat up slowly,

the far

stood by the window, his arms crossed, his eyes already

My heart jumped.

I hadn’t expected anyone.

long have you been standing there?" I asked,

answer right

he said finally,

He was dressed in a gray suit that hugged his broad shoulders and tapered perfectly at the

God.

could someone look that good

just enough to reveal a hint of collarbone beneath the crisp white shirt, and his sleeves were rolled slightly, like he

He wasn’t just handsome.

was ridiculously hot—especially for a man

done gawking?" he asked, his lips twitching

staring and probably

I muttered, even though I definitely

left his lips. He stepped forward and set a sleek black box on the foot of

I asked, glancing at

said simply. "My birthday party

I blinked again.

the woman I am dating," he announced, and

told them we’re dating? I thought I was just your date

I thought we’d speed things up a little," he said with a smirk that made my

off the bed and storming toward him. "I needed to be mentally ready for

Damien didn’t move.

at me with that same calm expression—even as I stood in front of

repeated, my voice sharper now. "You don’t just spring something like that

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