Chapter 23 - If You Call

Olivia sat beside Devon in an awkward silence as he drove the car without so much as a glance in her direction. She was surprised that he was alone today, and didn't have all those his scary looking bodyguards hanging around him, ironically on a day like this one when he would have needed them the most. Devon also wasn't completely dressed in his usual outfit. The big black coat and dark shades were missing, but he did not miss the black hat. He was wearing one, pulled down low to shield most part of his face. Other than that, he was casually dressed like any other person on the street, in simple black pants and a black shirt which was halfway buttoned up, revealing most of his chest. He looked so radical and effortlessly fine, and Olivia could not help but feel his overwhelming aura and maleness, even in the tension of the moment.