LOVE IS DANGEROUS

Chapter 23

"I sleep in the living room. I don't want to trouble your father. Maybe your father's resting too." said Olivia relented. He felt really guilty about Dean.

"Once again, I'm sorry" Olivia said before exiting the room.

Olivia stepped into the living room carrying the blanket Dean was wearing. He exhaled why briefly towards the sofa in the living room.

"No problem sleeping in the living room. There can't be ghosts in a place like this." murmured Olivia laid her body on the sofa.

At 1 am, Dean could not close his eyes. The man rolled to the right and left looking for the most comfortable sleeping position. But the two eyes still do not want to be closed.

"Oh...."

"Why can't these eyes be closed!" dean's grunt was quite upset ruffling his hair.

Dean got out of bed, then out of the room. He wanted to get some fresh air in the yard.

Dean's steps came to a halt when he saw Olivia sleeping with a restless feeling. Olivia looks like someone who's having a bad dream.

"Ma, Mum. Oliv longs.." muttered Olivia softly.

"Hiks, hicks, hicks.... Olivia wanted to go home." she shed tears. The sweat of a pea also flooded his forehead.

Dean was silent for a long time staring at the sofa. With no intention to calm Olivia from her nightmares. Because the headstrong man's mind and heart were truly stone. His heart wanted to approach him, but his mind stopped his conscience.

Dean finally exhaled before stepping closer to Olivia. The man then grabs Olivia's body and takes her to the room. Though his heart and mind are at odds. He still follows his heart.

Dean did not realize Mr. Antonio was smiling faintly standing in front of the door of his room. He was happy to see how his son was doing.

"You just haven't noticed your feelings yet, son." muttered mister Antonio with a faint smile. He continued his steps towards the kitchen taking water. He suddenly felt very thirsty after sleeping for 2 hours. He likes to wake up in the middle of the night. Sometimes thirsty or because he misses his wife too much.

The Chamber

"I am grateful to be stranded here and meet my real Papa in person, but I feel my plan will fail." he murmured softly.

"Why didn't this plan go my way!" grunt a little upset.

Dean laid his body on the long chair on the balcony. He slept without a blanket or pillow. Only the foam of the padded chair helped warm his body.

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Next day

Olivia blinked her eyes repeatedly confirming her vision. He scrunched his forehead staring at the ceiling of the room.

"Why am I in the room again? didn't I sleep in the living room?" muttered Olivia slowly.

Olivia turned her gaze towards the balcony, when her white skin felt a cold sensation of cool breeze from the balcony. He saw the balcony was open.

"Did Dean move me to my room?" muttered little smiling Olivia.

"If this is true, why is the nature of men so different?"

"What exactly is the reason Dean hates me?"

He really doesn't know why Dean hates him. All this time Olivia has done nothing wrong to anyone else.

"It seems I have to find her own yummy." - Olivia.

...***Connected***...