Nolan closed his eyes, staring at the face he had seen for twenty years beneath him, his hand unconsciously squeezing her chin as he rubbed it.
"Don't you know how Adrian's last two brides died?" he asked.
Olivia forcefully swatted his hand away, pressing her body against the wall to create distance between them. "How they died has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to know."
She met his gaze defiantly. "I'm officially registered with Adrian as his wife. Do you dare to touch me?"
"Wife?" Nolan scoffed, suppressing the emotions bubbling inside him. "If Adrian really considers you his wife, why don't you let him deal with me or Austen Group?"
He leaned in closer, reducing the space between them once again. "It's because you don't have the power to command Adrian."
Olivia bit her l
