Chapter 290: Captured
Olivia’s POV
Calvin stared at me like I’d just confessed to committing treason.
His jaw was clenched so tightly I thought it might crack. His hands fisted at his sides, and I could practically feel the rage radiating off him. But to his credit, he didn’t yell. Not yet. His voice, when it came, was low... controlled.
Too controlled.
"Whatever you think you’re doing," he said through gritted teeth, "you need to stop. Now."
I lifted my chin, already bracing for the inevitable wave of judgment. "Calvin—"
"No." He cut me off, his eyes blazing with anger. "No excuses, Olivia. This is disgraceful. Sleeping in the bed of the same people who ripped your heart apart? Whose family has done nothing but torment ours?"
Nora looked away, clearly uncomfortable. Lolita bit her bottom lip, like she was dying to say something but knew better.
I tried to stay calm. "It’s not that simple."
"Yes, it is!" Calvin snapped, the first crack in his control showing. "Their family and ours are enemies. Olivia, enemies. Do you even understand the implications of what you’re doing?"
"I do," I said quietly, folding my arms. "But that doesn’t make what I feel any less real."
He scoffed, stepping forward. "And what about the fact that we’re related?"