You are Mine

Olivia entered the meeting room with a sense of purpose, arriving well in advance to ensure everything was in impeccable order. The room was bathed in the gentle embrace of afternoon sunlight, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere, which she knew would set the perfect tone for the upcoming discussions.

However, the serenity of the moment was disrupted by the arrival of Barbara, who entered with a sour expression. Olivia subtly avoided direct interactions, preferring to focus on the preparations. As more attendees filed in, including several Jameson executives, the anticipation in the room gradually grew. Everyone awaited Logan's arrival with bated breath, knowing his leadership would guide the meeting's direction.

Olivia effortlessly transitioned into her role as the room filled with participants from local hospitals and esteemed physicians. She offered beverages and ensured the attendees felt comfortable and at ease, eager to foster a relaxed atmosphere that would encourage open and productive discussions. Ethan strode into the room at precisely 1 o'clock, his swift gait keeping perfect time with both a clock and the beating of hearts. His presence captured the eye of every female in the room. The way he looked in his suit demanded attention and gave off an aura of authority. Logan soon followed, and his charismatic smile and positive energy filled the room with a sense of peace. 

Olivia took her seat at the end of the long table. The room was teeming with participants, almost every seat occupied, leaving just a few vacant places beside her.

As Logan poised to begin the meeting, a dramatic entrance unfolded. The massive wooden door swung open, and Daniel, a somewhat unexpected guest, walked in. Olivia couldn't help but gasp softly, her surprise evident in her widened eyes. She hadn't anticipated his presence here. Daniel, too, was taken aback when he spotted Olivia seated at the table. Without missing a beat, he hastened to occupy the empty chair beside her, offering a casual greeting with a nonchalant "Hey, Olivia."

"Fancy meeting you here," Daniel whispered with a teasing grin. "We've got to stop meeting like this," he chuckled, though his voice remained hushed not to disrupt the proceedings.

Their quiet conversation was cut short when Logan initiated the meeting, commanding everyone's attention. Olivia, however, was not ready to let the matter drop. She turned to Daniel, her voice filled with curiosity, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

With a casual shrug, Daniel replied, "Well, I guess I could ask you the same thing, Olivia."

Olivia felt the need to clarify, "I work here now, Daniel."

"I see," he said, a hint of realization in his tone. He couldn't help but notice the change in her. She had a radiant glow, a stark contrast to her haggard, worn-down appearance she often had during their marriage.

"You look very nice today, Olivia," Daniel commented. Olivia, caught slightly off guard by his compliment, offered a polite, "Thank you."

He continued, "I'm here as a representative for Mercy General. We're interested in receiving products from Jameson Enterprises. They are the elite company here in town, and receiving local shipping would reduce shipping costs for the hospital."

Before Olivia could respond, Logan took center stage. With his trendy glasses and tousled hair, he seemed more like an actor than a professional. Increasing the light to a comfortable level, he began the presentation. His charismatic and laid-back style instantly captivated the room, proving he was perfectly suited for his role. He gripped the glass podium tightly with one hand while gesturing energetically with the other. The dimples in his cheeks jumped out as he smiled, demonstrating an ease and enthusiasm that drew everyone into his presentation. 

As the meeting progressed, Olivia noticed that Daniel was inching closer and closer to her. She could feel his presence, his proximity becoming more pronounced with every passing moment. He was so close that she could almost feel his breath on her neck, making her increasingly uncomfortable. His arm kept rubbing against her as if he was purposely trying to make contact with her. Olivia felt a mix of familiarity and a need to move away at the same time. "What is he up to?" she thought. 

Ethan

Ethan was livid, fuming with rage, his blood boiling underneath his skin. He saw the way Daniel looked at Olivia and wanted to rip the man's throat out. The vein in his forehead pulsed and lurched as he gripped the tabletop. Why was Daniel here? He had to keep his shit together until this meeting was over.

Luckily, his internal battle didn't last long. He was fully prepared to launch a nuclear assault, but then he took a deep breath and released it slowly. "No, Olivia needs me to keep my cool. She needs me to be here for her," he thought. 

As Logan finished the presentation, applause filled the room. The atmosphere was abuzz with a sense of excitement and enthusiasm. It was clear that most attendees were genuinely impressed with the products and services Jameson Enterprises had to offer, and they expressed their interest in scheduling appointments to discuss potential contracts with Logan.

As people began to leave the boardroom, Ethan noticed Daniel was engaging in an intense conversation with Olivia. The way he leaned in, his expression animated, made Ethan uneasy. He wondered what they were discussing and how Olivia was handling the situation.

The last thread finally snapped in Ethan when he saw Daniel whisper in Olivia's ear. His face contorted into a mask of unbridled fury as he glared at Daniel. The tension in the room was tangible as seconds ticked by, and Olivia could feel the hostility radiating from Ethan in waves.

Ethan strode across the room, and Daniel's face flushed scarlet as he realized the gravity of the situation. "What the hell?" he thought. Noticing Ethan, everything clicked. Ethan Jameson, the CEO of Jameson Enterprises, was Olivia's boyfriend! He attempted to scoot his chair backward to create some distance, but Ethan's hand quickly grasped the back of the chair, effectively preventing his escape.

Olivia felt paralyzed with fear as she watched the two men face off, her heart racing wildly in her chest. She desperately wanted to intervene, to de-escalate the situation, but she didn't dare move.

Daniel looked at Olivia in a trembling voice and stammered, "Can we talk in private?"

Ethan's eyes narrowed in disgust as he answered, his tone cold and unforgiving, "There is nothing you need to say to her in private."

Logan, ever the peacemaker, noticed the situation between Daniel and Ethan. With a friendly demeanor, he guided Daniel away from Ethan and out of the room, engaging him in a conversation about the products and asking for his thoughts on the presentation.

Ethan's grip on Olivia's hand was firm, almost urgent, as he practically whisked her into his office. The door clicked shut, and he swiftly turned the lock, isolating them from the world outside. Leaning back, his broad shoulders pressed against the closed door, his chest rose and fell rapidly, his breath escaping in ragged spurts.

Ethan's face was inches away from Olivia's, and the intensity of his gaze felt like a physical force. His hands slid down her arms, leaving a burning trail of heat in their wake, as he pulled her closer to him. He leaned in and whispered, "You are mine, Olivia."

The words sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt herself melting in his embrace. Her heart raced as his lips brushed against her neck, sending sparks of pleasure cascading through her body. She gasped as he nipped at her skin, then soothed it with gentle kisses.

Olivia's hands found their way into Ethan's dark waves, her fingers dancing in the softness of his hair. A hint of his cologne drifted up her nose, enveloping her in its fragrant scent. She breathed deeply, letting the smell of Ethan wash over her.

His hands slid down to her waist, pulling her into his embrace. She could feel the tension in his body, the desire he had to be with her. Olivia ached to touch him, to feel his firm body against hers.

With a sense of urgency, Olivia slid her hands underneath his blazer, finding rigid muscles underneath. His shoulders were broad and powerful, his body a perfect mix of hard and soft. She gently undid the top button on Ethan's shirt and kissed his Adam's apple, causing a groan to escape his lips. 

"I want to own you, Olivia," he breathed heavily. "To possess you. I want to make you mine. Say yes. Say you'll give yourself to me." Olivia's body trembled as she let out a strangled moan, his words triggering an avalanche of emotion deep within her. Her body wanted to give herself to Ethan, to let him do all the nasty things his voice promised. But, she still felt an inkling of fear, of apprehension. The thought of giving herself to him, of letting him take over her life, was terrifying.

"If you're not ready, I'll wait," Ethan whispered, his clear brown eyes filled with genuine concern. "But, Olivia, you must know I'll never stop pursuing you. You should know that you are mine. The question is, are you ready for me?"