Maxon's POV
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I wake up to the sound of my door creaking. I furrow my brows slowly opening my eyes. I look at the door to see Olivia standing in the room.
Her face holds several different emotions. Anger, hurt, even betrayal. At first I'm confused as to why, and then I feel someone moving beside me.
I look over to see Nichole asleep naked, and I realize that I'm still naked as well. The memories of how I fucked her last night come rushing back to me. If Olivia weren't in the room I might go for another round, because my name had never sounded so fucking good before.
I place my attention back on Olivia, and my eyes widen when I see tears start to fall down her eyes. Shit. She slams the door shut, and I look over when Nichole starts to slowly awake.
"What's going on?" She asks me.
I'm disturbed at how much I'm attracted to her early morning confusion.
"Nothing. Stay here." I order her as I get up putting my underwear, and pants back on.
I close the door behind me, and I walk into the kitchen. Olivia's sits at the counter crying into her hands.
"Was I not enough for you?!" She yells at me.
"Oli-"
"No! I did everything you ever wanted! I listened! I was perfect! I loved you, so why couldn't you just love me back?! You don't even fucking know her?! She almost fucking killed me last night, and you fuck her! Do you even fucking care about me?!" She yells at me letting out all of her frustration.
"Of course I care about you Liv. I just can't love you, and I've told you that before."
"I know, and it was stupid of me to think that I could change that." She gets up from the stool, and walks out of the front door leaving the house.
She's right. What the hell was I thinking last night? I don't even know Nichole. Why would I sleep with her? I've never been a man to think with my dick, so why am I starting now.
Why the fuck did I even invite her here? Her helping me catch Stefano still wasn't a bad idea. She impressed me, and I can admit when I need the help.
Although her staying here, and me sleeping with her was not necessary for that to happen. So why did I sleep with her, and why did I invite her to stay with me? She even fucking insisted that she didn't stay with me, and I still wanted her here.
I look over when I hear the room door open, and she steps out wearing one of my shirts.
"I hope it's okay that I borrowed this. I just didn't want to put that dress back on." She says.
"Yeah it's fine." I say rubbing my hand over my face.
"I'm sorry if I caused problems with you, and..."
"Olivia." I finish for her, and she nods.
"You shouldn't have slept with me." She says, and her tone is more indifferent than any other woman I've heard after sleeping with them.
Does she think I don't already know that?
"You weren't exactly stopping me." I say.
"Well I'm not the one who owes loyalty to Olivia now am I tesoro?" She asks sarcastically.
"Listen, love I don't know what you think you know, but I'm not with Olivia. I don't owe her my loyalty."
"Well the fact that she's crying over it means that you made her think that she had it, so my guess is that you've been leading her on? Am I getting warmer?"
"Nichole you're not here to be in my damn business you're here to help me find Stefano."
"Sometimes things don't go as planned. I certainly didn't plan on sleeping with you." She says, and shrugs.
Working with her is going to be a challenge.
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Sophia's POV
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We spend the next few hours going over everything we know, and sharing information. Well I'm not sharing everything obviously.
I mean what am I doing? I said yes to working with Maxon, because I know he's the best.
Considering the fact that I haven't been able to catch Stefano on my own I thought working with him could be beneficial to both of us since we have the same problem.
Sleeping with him was not a part of the plan. It was reckless, and at the moment I wasn't thinking about that.
It was just sex though. Something that doesn't mean anything, and isn't going to happen again. As long as I don't let Maxon get close to the truth about who I am everything will be fine.
Maxon goes to the bathroom, and I sit in the kitchen texting Estrella back on the burner I got. She was worried since I didn't come back last night.
All of a sudden the front door opens, and the blonde from last night, Olivia comes back. She's beautiful. Her short blonde hair is trimmed neatly, and her green eyes compliment her features nicely.
I can see how much she despises me by the look on her face when she sees me. The worst part is that it's over a man. Which technically she had first, so maybe I'm the problem. Either way I don't care.
"You're still here." She says in a cold tone.
"No I'm a hallucination." I say.
She just narrows her eyes at me, and looks me up and down. I see her grow furious when she sees that I'm wearing Maxon's shirt.
She starts to walk toward me, and I just watch as she tries to intimidate me.
"I don't know who you are bitch, but Maxon is mine. You are nothing." She tells me.
"That's not what it sounded like last night when he was inside of me." I say, and her eyes widen.
"You disgusting whore!" She says.
"Only for Maxon though." I say, and her face grows red as a smile comes to mine.
"Look Olivia. I'm only here, because Maxon needs my help to find Stefano, and I need his. I'm not here to steal what's 'yours' if you can even call him that."
"He doesn't need your help, because that's what I'm here for." She says clenching her jaw.
"Well obviously you're not doing a good enough job sweetheart." I say.
I can tell she's getting very pissed at this point.
"Who even are you?" She asks me.
"Nichole Channing." I say, and she narrows her eyes at me.
"Nichole Channing." She says, and she scoffs before walking away.
That woman screams delusional, and I want no part of it.