A week had passed by and she saw Lucas every day. He had a lot to say. "I want to travel Olivia and the other one is you." as he had looked at her.
She was confused "what do you mean?"
"What I want in life the most is you by my side." as he clarified what he meant.
"Me?"
"Yes, you."
"But why?" she replied.
"I don't know yet, but you are it."
Lucas had seen Olivia, every day. They would have dinner and he did most of the talking and sharing. It was hard to capture her attention. He could tell she wasn't there for his company but the money he gave her.
When she had told her that he wanted her in his life, it seemed as if she had considered it but quickly covered it up. That gave Lucas a lot of hope that maybe she could grow and learn to trust him. That she could let him know how she felt.
He wanted to know how she entered the life of being a prostitute because when he asked if she wanted to do anything else in life, she had responded in a monotone voice "No, my fate has been decided for me and I'm being punished."
When he had asked what she had meant by that she didn't answer him, and he knew she wasn't going to answer.
She was difficult to get to, her heart was stone cold. Yet every time he saw her, he had a change of heart. Lucas had a deep longing to take care of her, and to treat her to the finest things in life. If only she would let him.
He always volunteered to get her something, and she refused. Her reason was "everything comes with a price."
Sometimes when she spoke he would look at her mouth and she would bite her lip "You can have me if you want."
Lucas resisted with all his might, it was very difficult. Especially the days she would wear extremely revealing clothes. He wondered why she tried to tempt him so hard.Lucas shuddered at the thought of loving a woman who wasn't capable of even loving him back. He felt frustrated at the thought. He wanted her heart.