Olivia Wilson's POV:
I hurry into the flat with food in my hand, happy to have taken the day off.
I take off my shoes, looking around to see all the boxes around my house along with the shopping bags that they had sent up while walking up to my living room and settling on the carpet with my back against the couch.
I place the takeout bag in front of me only then realizing how bad of a idea this was since the carpet was white and keep it on the coffee table instead.
I lay down right next to the sofa, staying there in comfort before my stomach growls, asking me to continue with my food.
Just before I can open the bag, a scream escapes my mouth as I jump on top of the couch, still screaming. I realize my screaming isn't helping so I look around to find something to kill it with my it only gets worse as I look with wide eyes when the wings come out.
What is scarier than a cockroach? A cockroach who flies.
I run out the same I walked in, not bothering to wear shoes as I leave with screams, bumping into someone.
I don't bother seeing who it is as I latch onto them and they snake an arm around my waste to keep me in place as I hear a voice clear their throat.
"What's going on?" He asks and I turn to look at him with frantic eyes.
"I'm sorry theres some-" I cut myself off, realizing who it is and how he's the only one who could possibly be on the floor... and that I'm still latching on to him.
I quickly take my hand off of him and he does the same, letting go of my waist.
I notice his hand move to his back and frown before they widen in realization as he takes out a gun, taking off the safety.
"Is someone in there?" He asks, nodding towards my apartment and I shake my head.
"It's a long story...well, not so long but since you're already here, Can I ask you for a favor?" I look at him with pleading eyes and he frowns, putting the safety back on and nodding.
"What's wrong?"
I try to open my apartment door only then realizing that I had closed it in a hurry and turn back towards Miles to see him standing there with his arms closed, waiting for me to go on.
"The thing is, there's a cockroach in there" I tell him and his eyes widen for a moment as well but he covers it up well. "Is that what you were screaming about?" He questions and I nod.
"But now, I'm locked outside my apartment because I forgot to get the key in a hurry" I speak slowly, as if trying to explain to a kid.
"And what exactly is it that you want me to do?"
"Kill the roach" I say almost immediately.
"I'll go get a master key from the lobby just wait for me" I say in a stern manner and before I can leave, he speaks up.
"You can't"
"Why not?"
"Olive, do you know what time is it?" He questions and I shake my head dumbfounded. What's that gotta do with this?
"My name's Olivia" is all I say and he rolls his eyes.
"Like I was saying, it's three in the morning, There is no one down there at this moment"
I roll my eyes, folding my arms in front of me.
"And how would you know that?"
"Because I just walked out of that elevator before you decided to jump and latch onto me with screams all over the place" he grits and I sigh.
"Great, thanks for letting me stay" I smile, patting his shoulder.
"What now?"
"I'm staying over tonight, a late night housewarming party if you will"
He scoffs and I cut him off before he can even begin.
"You can't possibly thinking of leaving a woman alone at night when she has no shoes, wallet or phone on her, can you?" I bat my eyes and he doesn't speak up making me smile. "That's what I thought" I smile once again, moving back to allow him to unlock his door which he does and I welcome myself in.
Just a day since I moved in and I have already locked myself out. Amazing.
I walk in, finding myself looking around in awe. This place was huge.
"Why is your apartment bigger if we're on the same floor?" I ask and he smirks ever so slightly.
"Olive, who do you think owns this building sweetheart?"
I scoff, finally getting it.
"Why not keep the whole floor to yourself? I ask and he chuckles. "I do, but something tells me to stay in here for the time being"
"This is an original" I mumble, tracing my fingers across the glass that shielded the painting.
"That it is, bought it for a few hundred millions if I remember correctly. What was it called again?" He asks and I reply, still mesmerized by all the artwork he had around his house.
"Buste D'homme Barbu"
"You don't seem to be the type of person who enjoys art" I turn to him and he shrugs.
"I don't, good investment, even better to cover up any black money" he tells me and I nod in agreement.
"Is this real gold?" I question looking at pieces of it along the wall.
"It is, but that's not what's worth a lot, this is" he points at the chair in a corer and I furrow my brows.
"This is pure gold, inside out?" I question and he nods.
God it feels good looking at it even.
Before I can speak up, my stomach grumbles once again, making me groan and a chuckle escapes Miles mouth.
"Shut it" I glare at him and he holds up his hand in defence.
"You hungry?" He asks and I shake my head making him raise his brow but shrug as he goes to the couches, placing his gun on the coffee table and taking off his suit.
The shirt tightens around his biceps with every move, his abs outlining against the thin fabric.
I sit down with my arms folded and legs closed down together at the sight.
He takes off his tie and unbuttons the collar along with the first button and his cuffs.
He then rolls up his sleeves one by one making me gulp and look away.
When he goes on doing his work, I frown and sigh realizing he really wasn't going to be hospitable unless I tell him directly.
"Miles" I clear my throat, calling out for him.
"I'm hungry" I mumble embarrassed and he pretends not to hear me.
"What was that?" He asks, a smirk on his face as he makes me repeat myself.
"Please, help yourself to the kitchen" he tells me and I groan, angry at myself for being this dumb and locking myself out without even a phone.
"I can't cook" I say and he laughs making me angrier. "Why don't you cook" I ask and his smile fades down.
"I can't cook either"
A/N:
Hi my loves, like always, Thank you all so much for the live and support you have, and continue to show me.
Today was the day I finally did it, I wrote this chapter two days earlier on Thursday even though I'm writing this at five in the morning with zero sleep whatsoever, BUT AT LEAST I DID IT, I WROTE EARLIER THAN THE UPDATE. Without cramping everything in the last few hours and making things more hectic and stressful for myself.
Also, can we all just take a moment to talk about the Hailey Bieber, Kylie Jenner, and Selena Gomez drama thats been going on? Cause damn, they really be finding out something new everyday to put against Hailey😭 not that I'm complaining. Team Selena Always.
Omg the other day, I posted myself on that bracket trend but for artists and ended up between Lana Del Rey and Taylor Swift. And even though the comments were voting for Lana- I LOVE HER BUT LIKE TAYLOR ALL THE WAY. I literally grew up listening to her so no hate but imma choose Taylor any day. What about y'all?
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