Olivia Sparks

She could almost taste him for he was inches away from claiming her yet he took his grand time, waiting for her to strike a move.

But why? Was this one of his games where he'd make a girl fall for him to a point of no return? But she already did. She hated to admit it but Olivia did feel something last night whatever that is.

Her heart started to slow down and so did her breathing. She pursed her lips as she moved her sight from his lips to his eyes.

For a second they were just staring at each other, pushing and pulling the invisible red string of fate that they knew existed between them.

"Aren't you going to kiss me?" Maxen asked, his clear blue eyes pierced through her hazel brown ones.

"Aren't you?" Olivia replied with a question of her own. Her breath hitched when the tip of his nose brushed on hers.

"I will if you want to."

"Maybe next time, Max." Olivia wiggled from his strong hold but Maxen claimed her lips before she got the chance to peel herself from him.

The drawing power of chemistry and ardor filled the atmosphere in the bedroom.

He swept his tongue inside her mouth, his hot and minty breath magnified the flutter in her stomach sending goosebumps all over her skin.

Her toes curled when he tightened his embrace. Her b.r.e.a.s.t got squished but it doesn't matter. She liked it. His taste. His touch. The way they hold each other as if they've known each other forever and not just a few days.

She searched his eyes for a reason that would explain how... How could she feel such a d.e.s.i.r.e for a man she just met when she had never felt like this with Lance?

Instead of answers, she saw her reflection in his eyes that turned into a crescent moon as he smiled, confusing her more.

This time, Olivia successfully pushed herself off from Maxen's l.a.p and was gone in the blink of an eye.

Walking out of the bedroom, a victorious grin painted Maxen's face as he glanced at the ensuite's door. He willed himself to give her space for the meantime or else he'll be trapping her again in his arms.

Inside the bathroom, Olivia turned on the shower and shimmied out of her gown.

She rolled her shoulders and twisted her neck to relieve herself from the erratic beating of her heart.

Grabbing her phone on the marble vanity, she speed dialed Eli who picked it up on the second ring.

"Did I leave something behind?" he asked. It was unusual for Olivia to hit him up shortly after seeing each other. His guess was, he left something important for her to call him in under fifteen minutes of leaving her apartment.

"No, you didn't. I'm calling to ask if you know a psychiatrist."

"I do, but for who?"

"For myself. I think I need professional help to keep my sanity in check."

"Livi," Eli sing-songy called out her name as he pulled over to a curb to talk with her properly. "If you will ask me what you truly need, I would suggest a priest."

"What are you talking about? Why do I need to see a priest?" Olivia's voice was low yet sharp enough to pierce Eli's ears on the other end of the line that he had to remove the earbuds from his ear.

Chuckling, he replied, "It's a Friday and you're not supposed to eat meat. You need to confess your conduct and pray a million Hail Mary's to wash you from your scandalous behavior."

"Eli Han! I didn't do anything… scandalous. Stop getting ahead of yourself."

"Really? Then why are you panting as if you ran a marathon? Okay, okay. I'm in a hurry. I'll send you her deets. Driving now. Bye, my love."

Olivia didn't even get the chance to say goodbye because Eli dropped the call as soon as he said goodbye. She looked at her blushing face in the mirror and spaced out for a good minute until steam filled the bathroom, her signal to take a bath.

Maxen and Jack were out in the living room tidying up today's unplanned change of schedule when Olivia stepped out of the bedroom in the jumpsuit that Eli told her to wear.

"We're taking my car," Maxen stated as he put on his suit jacket.

"I don't remember having plans with you today, Max."

"I told you earlier I'll go with you to your doctor's appointment."

"Yes, I heard but I didn't agree to it. And you can't easily enter the Lin compound. I, myself, can't easily enter that fortress if not for my appointment."

Maxen tipped his chin as he processed her words, puzzled why she had to go through security if she's a Lin herself. "I just want to make sure your nosebleed episode is something that we shouldn't have to worry about."

"Okay. I'll talk with my physician about that matter. You don't have to go with me. Nobody did for the last twenty-five years."

Maxen dipped his hand in his pocket while the other held his phone. He bobbed his head as if agreeing with her but to Olivia's shock, he asked Jack for another phone and dialed a number she didn't expect he has.

…

Lin Mansion

Ava was giving Finn a bath in their ensuite when her phone rang. She tipped her head to the side, a small pout formed on her lips. Pouring bubbles on Finn's little head, she picked up the call and checked, "Maxen?"

"I'm going with Olivia this afternoon for her check-up. Can you give me a clearance?"

"And what do I get in return?" Ava worked out a deal. What he's asking from her was difficult after all. If it had been a different person, she wouldn't be a thickface to ask for something in return over a little favor.

She waited for Maxen's reply, squeezing the rubber ducky to make funny sounds so Finn would laugh, which he did as he clapped his hands.

Suddenly, a slow triumphant smile painted her face as she listened to Maxen negotiate albeit his hesitation. "Flame has a new baby. It would be a wonderful gift for Finn."

"Okay. See you in an hour then." Ava hanged up and called security to make the arrangements for Maxen under the guise of his second name 'Victor'.

Turning back her undivided attention on Finn, she mused, "Did you hear that, Finn?" to which Finn shook his head in a 'no'.

"Uncle Maxen is giving you a very nice horse."

"But I want duck. Quack quack."