The Beginning Of All Sins

Tyler, on the other hand, went to the study.

After finishing the dishes, Olivia stood in the living room for a while, lost in thought. The maid came out of the kitchen and approached her, asking, “Why are you standing here, Ms. Olivia?”

Snapping out of her reverie, Olivia replied, “Oh, nothing,” and added, “I’m going to take a shower.” She clutched the side of her dress, feeling resigned to her situation.

As she entered the room, she glanced at the lingerie and dress laid out on the bed. She thought for a bit before heading to the bathroom.

By the time she finished her shower, it was already 8 P.M. She waited on the bed, listening for Tyler’s footsteps outside. However, by 10 P.M., there were no signs of him, only the sound of the lights being turned off.

Tyler had been tirelessly working in the study, engrossed in a virtual meeting after taking a shower. It was around 11 P.M. when he began to feel tired and massaged his temples, contemplating whether it was time to go to bed.

Just then, a sound came from the door, catching his attention. He looked toward the entrance, where someone in a white nightdress walked in.

Tyler stopped massaging his temples the moment he saw Olivia coming in. He raised his eyebrows and asked, “Olivia?“.

Olivia stopped in front of him. “Aren’t you sleeping yet, Tyler? I’ve been waiting for you.”

He had not planned to sleep with her tonight, and he didn’t expect her to approach him. He gazed at her with an unchanging expression and replied, “I’m going to bed,”

Olivia gripped her dress nervously. “Then ..”

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She looks up at him, confusion in her eyes, She couldn’t discern his intentions.

Tyler turned his attention back to his computer, dismissing her. “I’m still working”

An idea flickered in Olivia’s mind, but she couldn’t reconcile his contradictory statements. She stood there, her eyes wide with bewilderment.

Tyler ignored her and kept typing on the keyboard.

“Didn’t Naomi…”

Impatient, Tyler glanced at her and snapped, “Go to your room.”

Olivia, teary–eyed, felt helpless in front of his stern expression. After what felt like an eternity, she finally regained her composure and relaxed her body. Looking down, she gave a brief response before quietly leaving.

Tyler took a sip of his coffee and returned to his work, dealing with the documents expressionlessly.

Back in her room, Olivia didn’t turn on the lights. She cllubed into bed, closed her eyes, and clutched

the blanket.

Feeling her dignity was crushed, she drifted in and out of sleep. Just as she was about to fall asleep, a heavy and warm body pressed against her.

Her eyes snapped open, and her sleepiness vanished. She gripped the blanket tightly, fear taking hold.

Suddenly, warm lips met hers. The kiss felt intimate, and Olivia was taken aback.

“Tyler…”

Despite the intimacy, the kiss continued for a while before Tyler broke it off, moving to plant soft kisses on the tip of her nose. He lingered where the flour had been.

“Grab my neck,” he whispered into her ear.

At first, Olivia hesitated, her cheeks flushed. She even looked away briefly before complying, reaching out to grasp his neck.

With her securely in his arms, Tyler lifted her from the bed.

Bending his head down, he continued to kiss her passionately, as if savoring something precious in

his embrace.