Page 11 of Saved By A Dark Billionaire
"Lucas?" Dad's voice boomed from all around me.
"Hey, Dad." I made a face at Lucas, making him smile and shake his head disapprovingly. "What do you need?" Dad only ever calls when he needs something from me. It's never for a friendly chat or even a check in.
"I need you and your sister to come home for dinner tonight. I have a meeting with the Camilo family. They are bringing their daughter, who is around your age. I need you to keep her happy while I get her father to close on a deal."
There it is. The big favor.
"Seriously, Dad, I hate when you do this shit. I don't feel like entertaining some random girl." I rolled my eyes, turning onto the interstate.
“Don't give me that crap, Lucas Alexander!” He scolded me. “I know of the many girls you take back into the apartment I let you live in. I'm not asking you to sleep with her. Just keep her out of our hair until I close the deal.” I gripped onto the steering wheel tightly, showing the whites of my knuckles.
"The deal is you come when I need you, and I don't go through with the arranged marriage I have set up for your sister." He reminded me, only causing my blood to boil.
"Yeah, I got it. I'll see you there." I hung up before he could say anything else. My fist pounded into the steering wheel, causing the horn to blare, but it didn't feel like enough.
"Does Lisa know?" Leo asked, not knowing of the deal I had made with my dad before the phone call.
"Of course not. Don't you dare tell her either," I seethed.
"I won't," he promised.
"I'm going to drop you off and head to the gym instead. I need to punch something that isn't my car.”
"Understandably. If you need me, let me know."
I was grateful to have Leo. We may have a 5 year age gap, but he was the closest friend I had. He knew me the best, and he was the most loyal person I knew. I nodded my head at him. After I dropped him off, I headed to the on campus gym. They have great punching bags in the back no one uses. I snatched Leo's student ID to get in.
There weren't too many people here so early on a Saturday, making it easy for me to spot her beautiful red hair in a topknot. She was punching and kicking away at a bag with nothing but a sports bra and yoga pants. She's damn sexy.
Time to get her number.
Olive's P.O.V.
I had finally cooled down from the anger plaguing me this morning. Now I was hitting the bag in front of me to get Lucas out of my head. Even though he made me mad this morning with his stupid stunt, I couldn't shake him from my mind. I kept picturing those intense brown eyes staring at me.
I must be under some spell because I swear I can smell his cologne right now. It was almost like he was here. I felt someone was watching me, but I refused to see who it was. Going to the gym and seeing guys there who just wanted to flirt with girls made me so angry I wouldn't allow anyone to talk to me. I saw a figure from the corner of my eyes step around me. They grabbed the bag from behind, holding it steady for me. Putting all of my strength into it, I punched the bag with the intention of them being able to feel the power behind it through the bag. I didn't ask them to hold it. I was doing fine by myself.
"Damn, Rose. I didn’t know you could punch so hard." His voice halted my next punch midair. I leaned to the side to see around the bag, finding those brown eyes looking back at me.
"What are you doing here?" How did he even get in here? Does he go here too and I'm just now seeing him for the first time? How is it possible I keep running into him out of nowhere?
"I needed to let out some steam, but I never imagined you'd be here doing the same," he explained with a half smirk.Damn you and your god-like looks.
"Holding the bag isn't the way to let your anger out."
"My anger disappeared the moment I saw you, Olive." He winked at me, using my real name for the first time. My name never sounded better than when it left his lips.
"Olive, huh?" I arched a brow at him. He nodded with a playful smirk on his lips.
"I like it, but I think you'll always be my Rose." My body wanted to step closer to him, to feel his warmth near me again. My brain, on the other hand, kept yelling about how terrible of an idea it would be. It left me rooted in place.
"I'm not yours," I finally blurted out.
"You'reonlymine." He gave me an arrogant smirk, making me punch the bag as hard as I could. He had to take a step back from the force.
"I'mno one's," I snapped back, taking the tape off my hands as I walked off. I wanted to be nothing but mad at his proclamation. However, I'd be lying if I said his words didn't give me butterflies. Those words shouldn't make me happy, but they did. I wanted to be his, but it's way too soon to be with someone else. Julius and I had been in a relationship for over a year. I need more time to heal, to get to know myself again. I can't be jumping into another relationship, no matter how sexy the guy was.
"Rose, be mine. At least for the night?" He whispered into my ear from behind me. He had caught up to me easily with his long legs.
