Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

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Chapter 1264

Before Olivia could react, she was already lying beneath Wayne.

His gaze was filled with intense desire. Olivia found his actions confusing, especially considering his

earlier encounters. She tried to steady her voice and asked, "What are you doing?" 1

Olivia attempted to free her hands, but Wayne's grip only tightened. The edge of his ring pressed

painfully against her delicate skin.

Wayne proposed with a provocative edge, "What if I offered you a substantial amount for just one

request from you? Would you accept?" "What request?" Olivia inquired as she sensed trouble brewing.

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"Spend one night with me," Wayne whispered. She felt his warm breath against her ear.

"Absolutely not!" Olivia retorted and aimed for a slap.

Wayne caught her wrist before it could reach his face. He secured both her hands above her head and

left her completely vulnerable.

"I did seek the company of women today," Wayne said sinisterly.

"And how does that concern me?" "I felt nothing but disgust for them despite their efforts. Due to my

childhood trauma, I've always avoided women, but you..." 1

Wayne's eyes darkened before he continued, "You're the first to elicit any response from me. As a

doctor, you wouldn't just stand by, would you?"

His straightforwardness made Olivia feel unsettled. Her face under the mask was filled with anger as

she responded, "No, that's beyond my expertise. You need a professional." "In my eyes, you're the

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most suited for this 'treatment'," Wayne insisted, reflecting on his involuntary reactions to just the

thought of her. Could indulging just once extinguish these desires?

Olivia attempted to de-escalate the situation and explained, "Your issue is psychological, not physical. I

can't assist with that. It's best if you see a psychologist. Don't delay any longer. The sooner, the better.

Don't waste your time on me." "Just one night. Give me one night and name your price," Wayne

persisted.

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"Scum, what do you take me for? I'm a doctor, not a prostitute." "Doctor or prostitute, isn't it about

serving people? Am I not your patient?

Shouldn't you treat your patient?" 1

As Wayne's fixation deepened, he recalled how just the sight of her preparing his medicine had

provoked a response. This led him to fantasize about her personal life.

Olivia began to resist. She was wearing a casual hoodie in 86-degree Fahrenheit weather to ward him

off. She even zipped it up high to cover her neck, trying her best not to expose any skin. However, her

efforts seemed in vain against his determination.

Wayne unzipped her hoodie, unveiling her slender neck. Her white tank top modestly concealed her,

hinting at the form beneath. Each inch of exposed skin captivated his gaze.

Wayne was unable to restrain himself. He buried his head in Olivia's neck and placed a kiss there.

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