Olivia Sparks

"Have you talked to Wyatt?" Olivia asked the moment Maxen stepped inside her office. Almost a month ago, they both agreed that Maxen would have a talk with Wyatt about his extracurricular activities because he didn't want his baby to be painted into a bad light by sticking her nose into others' business. "I did. I told him that if he's not serious with Emily then he should just call off their engagement. But you know him, he loves her but he can't just say no to…" Maxen's voice tapered off.  He knew he said something that Olivia didn't like when she wrinkled her nose while her hold on her pen tightened. "If he loves her…. Then he wouldn't be cheating. It's as simple as that." She c.o.c.ked an eyebrow at him, challenging him. "Baby… Men are wired differently than women." "So are you cheating on me too?" "Olivia! You know how much I love you. I won't, for the life of me, cheat nor look on another woman's way." "That's what I'm saying!" She threw the pen across her table. "See? You love me so you won't cheat on me. It's the basic foundation of a relationship." Seeing that there's no point in arguing with his baby, Maxen rounded up the kidney-shaped table and sat on the edge, locking the ankles of his outstretched legs. "I don't like it when we talk about other people."  He cleared his throat. "And I'm not guilty of anything, you know that because I saw you checking your cameras one time." A blush painted Olivia's face. She stuck her tongue out whilst her hands flirted on Maxen's dangling tie. "I can't help it. It's not that I don't trust you. I just wanted to feed this itch in me which I had to validate things constantly." "Come here," he said, pulling Olivia up. He pinned her back to his c.h.e.s.t, and they were now facing the unobstructed afternoon view of the skyscr.a.p.ers in the business district. "Do you know what would save you from that itch?" Olivia looked over her shoulder, her hand automatically flying to touch his light stubble. "If I stand beside you?" She tried not to smile, but she did as she felt the rumble of his c.h.e.s.t on her back, sending a kaleidoscope of butterflies in her stomach. Her body molded into his when he tightened his hold around her waist. "What a smart girl you are, Ms. Lin. Didn't know the rumors are true about your IQ." "I never heard of such a rumor," she scoffed. "Because you never hang out with other people unless it's for business. The enigma they call Olivia Lin. People are talking about you, and everyone wanted a piece of your time. Wow. Now that I have heard myself say that, maybe I should be the one checking those cameras." "Maybe you should. I could give you access if you want," she tilted her head, granting him passage on the length of her neck, letting him run his lips across it.   "But that's not what I want, and you figured it out five sentences ago." Turning her around so she could face him, the two were attached on the hip as Olivia palmed his c.h.e.s.t.  Maxen mirrored her scrunched nose before rubbing the tip of his into hers in an Eskimo kiss. "Say yes to me, Olivia." And when he saw her mouth open to reject him for the nth time, he leaned in, sweeping his tongue on her bottom lips before rolling it with hers. Long. Deep. Satisfying. They wouldn't dare stop until Olivia's phone rang, snapping the two off and away from each other as if they were caught smooching in the campus gym. Wiping the corners of her lips with the pad of his thumb, he grabbed her back to his caging embrace and rested his chin on her shoulders, eavesdropping in her phone call. "Livi darliiiing!" Emily weeped on the other line, alarming her gal pal. She gave Maxen an alarmed look as she probed, "Are you okay? Why are you crying? Wait. Where are you? I'll go and pick you up." "Noooo. I'm fine." *wuwuwuwuwuwuwu* The sound of Emily's wails could be heard five feet away from where Olivia stood. She growled at Maxen, who raised his hands in surrender and mouthed, "I don't know." "Emily, I can't… Yes… Okay. I understand. But you have to calm down. Yep. I'll pick you up. I have a puppy with me which I need to drop off first." Olivia slipped a tongue out on Maxen who helplessly scratched the skin above his eyebrow. "Yes, I have a puppy. He has blue eyes and has two asshole friends. Will it make him one of them too since they're his friends?" Olivia flinched when a hand spanked her behind. She bit her lip to keep herself from laughing. On the other end of the phone call, Emily's sniffles turned into snorts of laughter. "Livi darling! You're lucky because you got the puppy and not the assholes. And no, Maxen's not like those idiots." "I admire your loyalty to the crown, Ems."  The two gal pals shared a laugh before Emily uttered her thanks. "I don't know who else to call, Livi darling. I'm glad you picked up." By the time Olivia scanned her office to look for Maxen, she found her gaze lingering on Maxen's back as she listened to Emily across the line.  Across the line, Emily was giving her instructions on where to meet but she need not jot it down because she had an eidetic memory.  For a moment, Olivia was stuck in a fragment of time as she appreciated the portrait of Maxen running his fingers on the bookshelf, entertaining himself while she finished her phone call. She questioned herself why would she call him a puppy when his back alone would send others to tuck their tails between their legs? If he's not a puppy, then what is he? While her thoughts drifted, Emily snapped her back to reality, calling out for her name. And when the call ended, she picked up her sling bag and tapped Maxen on the plane of his shoulders. "Let's go, Max." Turning on his heel, Maxen opened the door, trailing behind Olivia as they left her office.  And just like the days and weeks before, their entourage moved in sync, transporting their VVIP bosses from one densed location to another. To the royal security detail, it was a daily security nightmare, but to Maxen, he was just picking up his baby from work. Inside Maxen's car, Olivia was massaging her nose bridge when Maxen scooted closer to her, asking where he'd drop her off. "To Nisia General Hospital. Emily's at the emergency room."