Chapter 195 Teach You Myself
“No!” Olivia cried out before she could stop herself.
Weston smiled, but there was no kindness in his expression as he said, “Have you come to your senses?”
Chills shot up Olivia’s spine, spreading from her feet to every inch of her body.
Weston’s words had pierced her heart like an arrow, shattering her last bit of resolve.
She bit her lip so hard she nearly drew blood, the corners of her eyes stinging red, yet not a single tear fell.
The skimpy dance outfit filled her with shame, but her mind screamed at her to obey–to keep her identity hidden at all costs.
Olivia lifted her head, her eyes fixed on the revealing fabric, then at the two powerful men controlling everything before her.
Their icy, mocking gazes cut straight through her.
The air hung heavy with tension, the silence unbearable.
Just as Lucas was growing impatient and ready to snap again, Olivia lowered her head.
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“That’s my girl.” Lucas grinned in triumph, tapping the leather whip against his palm once more in a lazy, threatening motion.
Weston took a slow sip of wine, his smile never reaching his
eyes.
Moments later, the dressing room door creaked open.
Olivia stepped out in the sheer pink dance dress, the fabric clinging to her slender curves, the low neckline and short hem leaving little to the imagination.
Her long, straight legs drew the eyes of every man in the room.
Overwhelmed by nerves, her skin flushed pink.
She stared at the floor, her hands twisted nervously in front of her, too ashamed to meet the leering gazes of the men on the
sofas.
The room fell silent for a beat, even the dancing girls pausing
mid–movement.
The men’s eyes locked onto her like vultures, their stares filled with crude amusement as they whispered and laughed among themselves.
The decadence in the room thickened to a choking haze.
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coffee table. The soft sound hit Olivia like a hammer blow.
“What are you waiting for? Get over there and learn from the others.”
At his command, the girls immediately resumed their seductive dancing in sync with the screen.
Olivia stiffly walked over to the back of the group and tried to copy the group’s moves.
But her limbs felt rigid and uncooperative, her steps clumsy and out of rhythm.
She stuck out like a sore thumb in the perfectly coordinated line, the scene bordering on ridiculous.
Lucas snapped, his voice cold and cutting, “Olivia, are you doing this on purpose? For Christ’s sake, you’re stiffer than a steel beam!
“Can’t you see what they’re doing? Be seductive, be alluring. I didn’t bring you here to act prissy and mope!”
Olivia flinched at his shout, freezing in place.
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myself until you get it right.”
Olivia was pulled abruptly into his strong embrace, the scent of cedar filling her nose, his presence dominating her every breath.
She had never been this intimate with a man before.
Even during past missions for Julian, her targets had been manageable, and he had always had men watching over her in secret, keeping her out of real danger.
Olivia had thought her resemblance to Sophia would make winning Damian over easy.
But he had treated her with indifference since his
hospitalization, and she still could not figure out where she had
gone wrong.
However, Olivia had received no orders to retreat or end the mission, so she had stayed at Veridian Group.
Damian had been difficult enough to handle, but his friend Lucas was proving to be just as ruthless,
Olivia’s entire body went rigid. She tried to push him away, but her limbs felt heavy and useless.
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woman he loved and hated in equal measure. He hated her for her cruelty, yet hated himself even more for never being able to let her go.
He felt her slight trembling in his arms, the soft warmth of her body pressed against his, yet his own body remained completely unresponsive. His breathing did not even falter.
The thought of his crippling condition sent a wave of bitter rage through him.
His voice turned even colder as he smirked maliciously. “Can’t learn? Then I’ll just have to teach you myself, won’t I?”
Before Olivia could react, Lucas gripped her waist roughly and forced her to sway her hips.
His tone was icy and demanding. “Watch the screen. Move your hips, arch your back, look at them like you want them. Don’t just stand there like a statue.”
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