The Beginning Of All Sins

Olivia went to fetch something else, moving with a reserved and unhurried grace that was pleasant to watch.

Tyler's gaze lingered on her.

Discovering that the maid had also brought fresh coffee, Olivia assumed it was for him. She intended to pour it out but was burnt as soon as she touched the thermos.

A scream escaped her lips instantly. As she released the thermos, it clattered to the table, spilling coffee everywhere.

Reacting to the splashing coffee, Tyler swiftly reached out and grabbed her hand.

In pain from the burn, Olivia collapsed into his arms. Looking up at him in panic, she felt embarrassed by her apparent incompetence. How was she supposed to seduce him? She had never attempted such a thing before she was only doing it because of Ana's threat. Despite her desire to keep her distance, Ana persisted in pushing her to charm him.

As their eyes met while she sat on his lap, Olivia wanted to cry from the humiliation but fought back the tears, stubbornly pursing her lips. Although Tyler allowed her to sit there, he gently lifted her chin, exposing her embarrassment.

"Are you attempting to seduce me?" he asked.

Unable to respond, Olivia's face drained of color.

"What's next? Will you try to take Naomi's place?"

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye to her lips, then dripped from her chin onto the back of his hand.

"Your tears have no effect on me," he mocked.

Olivia felt utterly humiliated. She had never experienced anything like this before. But what else could she do?

Nobody showed any concern for Olivia's predicament. She felt trapped in a paradox, with everyone exerting pressure on her.

She permitted him to ridicule her, closing her eyes to block him out.

Unbeknownst to her, her feverish appearance

rendered her even moet vulnerable and timid, eliciting est

sympathy from those around her.

Beneath her thick, pretty lashes lay her delicate face, resembling the smooth surface of a peeled egg- moist and pristine.

Tyler edged closer, and their breaths mingled in the space between them, sending a shiver down Olivia's spine.

"You're pregnant. What do you want

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encircled her slender frame,

She remained tense, immobilized by fear.

"Tell me, what is it that you desire?~ Do you wish for my affection, akin to what I share with Naomi? You greedy, craving the attention of all men."

He nuzzled her neck, his intentions clear to only the two of them.