The Beginning Of All Sins

The maid offered Olivia some comfort, saying, “Alright, go upstairs and rest. This has nothing to do with you.”

She then headed to the kitchen and had a thought, which she shared with Olivia, ‘ Please make coffee for Mr. Tyler and bring it to the study.”

Following the instructions, Olivia went to the bar to make coffee and then proceeded to the study. Tyler was inside, engrossed in his work, but he noticed her presence.

In the dimly lit room, they exchanged glances.

After standing there for a while, Olivia finally gathered the courage to walk in. She positioned herself next to Tyler’s desk and softly said, “Your coffee, Tyler.” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Their fingers brushed against each other when he reached out to take the coffee. Olivia quickly withdrew her hand.

He asked, “You didn’t go to school today?”

She nodded. “I was a little… tired, so I decided to skip.”

“I’m sorry.”

However, Olivia remained silent in response. Sensing her hesitation, Tyler reached out and gently pulled her closer, enfolding her in his embrace.

Though her body remained still, she cautiously rested her head against his chest. “Does it still hurt?” Tyler asked, his voice soft and kind. His expression was gentle.

Surprisingly, Olivia realized that she wanted to stay in his embrace for longer. She whispered, “I’m okay.”

He placed his hand on her head, causing her to shudder slightly.

Sensing her awkwardness, Tyler couldn’t help but feel sympathy for her. He reassured her, “Don’t worry, I won’t touch you today.”

He continued to caress her head, while she continued to lean into his embrace. Silence enveloped the study, and a lingering sense of tenderness hung in the air.

“I know,” she finally replied.

She couldn’t understand why she couldn’t resist this intimacy with him. They both knew they shouldn’t engage in such closeness outside the bedroom. While it was understandable when they hugged in bed, what was the reason behind it

now?

They were like a ship adrift, losing its direction.

Tyler took a deep breath and held her even closer. His eyes brimmed with gentleness.

Their embrace intensified, neither able to resist. Olivia’s face paled as she struggled with her emotions. Unable to resist any longer, she grasped his neck, melting into his embrace. They held each other tighter, drawing closer.

Whispering softly into her ear, Tyler murmured, “Olivia… Olivia…”

In the next moment, his breath tickled her ear as he continued to call her name.

Both of them were breathing heavily, and a complex mix of emotions swirled across Tyler’s face.

The following day, Olivia returned to school. As she left the subway station, a black car pulled up next to her. A man emerged from the vehicle and stood in her path. He appeared to be a chauffeur.

“Ms. Olivia, you are wanted,” the chauffeur informed her.

A familiar face appeared inside the car. It was Ana, the woman Olivia had encountered at Sandalwood Palace yesterday.