ADRIAN’S POV


    “Don’t make this tooplicated, just go to the guest room, and let’s end this,” I said, trying to make Dora understand.


    “So what was the point of meing here if I can’t spend the night with you?” Doral snapped, her arms crossed tightly against her chest.


    I tried to hide the irritation on my face when she said that, but I knew it showed. Why was I feeling this way though?


    Dora might think I was taking Olivia’s side, but the truth was, tomorrow was a busy day for me, and I needed enough sleep. Knowing Olivia, she wouldn’t give up easily, so to end this faster, I just needed to push Dora out.


    “Look, I know the time you spent here was limited but…”


    “But nothing! You just want to use that as an excuse to sleep with her,” Dora rudely “But <b>nothing</b>! You just interrupted me, her voice rising.


    Yup, now I see why I slowly lost interest in her. She loved to nag, She was way too Jealous and always took little matters to the extreme.


    “Like that would ever happen,” I heard Olivia say with a bitter tone, rolling her eyes.


    At this point, I was done. Should I just grab my pillow and head over to my library to sleep there? At least then, I wouldn’t have to deal with this nonsense. But if I did that, d be leaving the two of them alone, and a fight would surely break out. And I don’t want Olivia’s parents thinking something else


    I walked up to Dora and held both her hands, trying to settle this quickly.


    “Just do this for me, okay? My ountant will send you something,” I said in a calm


    but firm voice.


    Dora narrowed her eyes, clearly considering my offer. Then, after a long pause, she smirked. “On one condition,” she said.


    “What’s that?” I asked.


    “A date. Me and you,” she said, tilting her head slightly, watching my reaction closely.


    If that would keep both of them from tearing the roof off, then fine.


    “Fine,” I said without giving it much thought.


    ??


    Dora <b>rolled </b><b>her </b>eyes but didn’t argue. She knew she was winning something out of this<b>. </b>Without another word, she turned not because she got a date, but L


    Sessfully unlocked!


    the door. I knew she was happy, <b>ked</b>! ig to receive money.


    Unlike Olivia, who didn’t appreciate anything.


    As <b>soon </b>as Dora left, the air in the room felt lighter, like something had been lifted.


    Finally, peace for the night. I let out a deep sigh and turned to Olivia.


    “You better get some sleep. You’ll need it for tomorrow<i>,</i>” I said, then went to my side of the bed andy down.


    A few secondster, Olivia climbed onto the bed as well. I could feel her presence, even though I wasn’t facing her.


    Just as I thought we were done for the night, I switched off the lights finally ready to sleep but then


    Olivia yanked the duvet off me with force.


    I turned to face her<b>, </b>giving her a look.


    “What? Would you have preferred if it was Dora here instead?” she said back, her arms <b>crossed</b>.


    How amusing. I knew she was trying to start something But I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of an argument. Without another word, I turned my back to her, ignoring herpletely.


    Momentster, I felt her shifting around, and when I peeked over my shoulder, I saw <b>her </b>stacking small pillows between us.


    Was she seriously trying to create a barrier between us?


    I sighed and ignored it, closing my eyes and finally allowing sleep to take over.


    The next morning, my rm went off, and I wasted no time heading to the bathroom. I needed to get ready for the day ahead. After a quick shower, I stepped out and reached for a towel, drying myself off.


    As I walked back into the room, I noticed Olivia was already out of bed. But what really caught my


    attention was that she hadid out my clothes for me.


    Perfectly folded and ready.


    At least I didn’t have to remind her today.


    Since I wasn’t going anywhere fancy, I kept it casual–a grey hoodie and brown shorts. I slipped them on, grabbed my watch from the nightstand, and went straight to Dora’s room thinking I would see her but she had left, she left me a text message saying.


    “I’ll see <b>you </b>on our date.<b>” </b>


    I scoffed and ignored it. I had more important things to do.


    Walking downstairs, I expected to find Olivia in the dining area or the living room, but she was nowhere to be seen.


    Where was she now?


    I nced around the ce and <b>finally </b><b>found </b>her in the kitchen. She was… cooking?


    What the hell was she doing in the kitchen? Where was the head chef?


    “What are you doing?” I asked, stepping inside.


    .


    She looked back at me, adjusting her apron. “What does it look like I’m doing?” she replied nonchntly. “My parents areing over, so I’m making breakfast.”


    I frowned. “Why don’t


    Ou let the chef do it? That’s why I’m paying her.”


    Olivia shrugged. “Well, you see, they’re my parents, and I don’t want your chef cooking. for them. Besides, I know what they like.”


    She turned back to the stove, flipping something in the pan.


    I ran a hand down my face. Must she always argue with me?


    “Whatever,” I muttered. “Come to the dining room. I need to tell you everything you need to do today.”


    I saw the resistance on her face. She didn’t want to do it. But I didn’t care.


    “Let’s go,” I said, my tone more serious this time.


    She hesitated, clearly annoyed, but after a few seconds, she untied her apron and


    followed


    We reached the dining table, and I sat down while she stood with her arms crossed.


    “Now let’s begin.”


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