Olivia’s POV
I pulled my dress over my head and turned my head away shyly, trying my best not to let Andre see the blush on my face as I stole subtle glances as he buttoned his shirt.
My legs trembled slightly, and I had to lean slightly on the oak tree to balance myself and not fall over.
Suddenly, I felt an arm pull me close and soon, I was squashed against André's body.
“You were amazing, baby.”
I tried not to blush, and I bit my lower lip subtly.
“You should not bite your lower lip, kitten. Unless you're ready for me again.”
I saw the smirk on his face, and I immediately put all thoughts of teasing him out of my mind.
He finally let go of me and did his cuffs properly.
I looked around, and suddenly, fear washed over me. If the guards or maids saw us walking out of the garden
