Olivia’s momentary bliss completely disappeared the moment she saw another woman’s lips on Xavier's…
‘Damnation!’ Olivia tightened her grip on the wine glass as she cursed the leech of a woman in her mind. Despite the connection between Xavier and herself was a simple s*x contract, Olivia hated the idea of a foreign feminine scent on his sculpted body, the body that belonged to her! Suddenly, Olivia felt uncomfortable in her heart— she clearly did not want another woman to touch what was hers.
Just when Olivia was contemplating whether to march forward and haul off the woman, Xavier pushed the woman away from him. An angry frown marred his features, and Olivia could clearly discern that he was truly angry. She saw his lips move in an angry curve and Olivia noted that an angry Xavier loo
