The sadness and hurt in Aaron's eyes were so clear that Olivia didn't know what to do. The wounds from the incident were still fresh. How could he confess his love in the worst way possible?
"But—I thought you hated me?" Olivia remembered how Aaron always spoke harshly and acted cold towards her.
"Because being nice to you would only make me want to kiss you, make me imagine your sexy body and want to sleep with you," Aaron replied. Tears streamed down his face as he looked at Olivia with determination. "Do you remember when we met again as representatives of our fathers' companies? We were friendly, and you know how that night ended?"
Olivia sank onto the sofa. Her knees felt weak hearing Aaron's confession. So, this was the reason behind Aaron's rudeness towards her all this time? She tried to recall the past and admitted that he never really tried to steal her away from Nick.
At least not until that fateful night.
