Saved by a Dark Billionaire

The Man That Makes You Scream

Olive's P.O.V.

I had finally cooled down from the anger that had plagued me this morning. Now I was just hitting the bag in front of me to try to get Lucas out of my head. Even though he made me mad this morning with his stupid stunt, I couldn't shake him from my mind. I kept picturing those intense brown eyes staring at me.

I must really be under some kind of spell because I swear that I can smell his cologne right now. It was almost like he was here. I felt a pair of eyes on me, but I didn't want to turn to see who it was. I hated guys that came to the gym to flirt with girls. I'm not giving anyone a chance to talk to me. I saw a figure, from the corner of my eyes, step around me. They grabbed the bag from behind, holding it steady for me. I punched harder, hoping they would feel it through the bag. I didn't ask them to come hold it. I was doing just fine by myself.

"Damn, Rose. I had no idea you could punch that hard." His voice halted my next punch midair. I leaned to the side to see around the bag, finding those brown eyes looking back at me.

"What are you doing here?"

How did he even get in here? Does he go here too and I'm just now seeing him for the first time? How is it possible that I keep running into him out of nowhere?

"I needed to let out some steam, but I never thought you'd be here doing the same." He explained with a half smirk.

Damn you and your god-like looks.

"Holding the bag isn't the way to let your anger out." I retorted, feeling a bit annoyed.

"My anger disappeared the moment I saw you, Olive." He winked at me, using my real name for the first time. My name never sounded better than when it left his lips.

"Olive, huh?" I arched a brow at him. He nodded with a playful smirk on his lips.

"I like it, but I think you'll always be my Rose."

My body wanted to step closer to him, to feel his warmth near me again. My brain, on the other hand, kept yelling about how terrible of an idea this is. It left me glued to my spot.

"I'm not yours." I finally blurted out.

"You're only mine." He gave me this arrogant smirk, making me punch the bag as hard as I could. He had to take a step back from the force.

"I'm no one's." I snapped back, taking the tape off my hands as I walked off.

I wanted to be nothing but mad at his proclamation, however, I'd be lying if I said his words didn't give me butterflies. Those words shouldn't make me happy, but they did. I wanted to be his, but it's way too soon to be with someone else. Julius and I had been in a relationship for over a year. I need more time to heal, to get to know myself again. I can't be jumping into another relationship, no matter how sexy the guy was.

"Rose, be mine? At least for the night?" He whispered into my ear from behind me. He had caught up to me easily with his longer legs.

"Not in the mood, lover boy." I continued to walk.

He grabbed my wrist, turning me to face him. He rubbed the back of his knuckles along my cheek, sending goosebumps down my back. He gazed at me with such an intensity that I thought I'd implode.

"Please, I want to take you out. You don't have to do anything else with me." He whispered to me, leaning down closer to my face. I could breathe in the air he was exhaling. I swallowed hard, trying desperately to contain myself.

"Out where?" I asked with scrutiny. I don't want him to know that I wouldn't mind another night of the heaven he brings me.

"To dinner. Let me feed you, and then you can decide what we do after. If you say to take you home, and leave you alone after, then I will." He promised.

I stared at him for a while, meeting his eyes. I thought it over for a few minutes. I know I should say no. I know I should just walk away and do my best to stay away from him, but the word refused to leave my mouth.

"Fine." Was what actually came out of me. He gave me the most beautiful smile, making my heart literally skip a beat.

"Give me your phone, Rose." He held his hand out. I furrowed my brows at him for a moment. "You need my number."

I pulled my phone out of the side pocket of my yoga pants. I slowly placed it in his hand, watching him fiddle with it for a minute. When he handed it back to me, it showed he had sent himself a text. Not only that but it showed the name he saved himself under.

The man that makes you scream.

He leaned forward, capturing my lips in his mouth before I could say a word. My legs wanted to give out from under me. Lucas' arm wrapped around my waist, both melting me into him and holding me up right. When he pulled away I had to suck a breath in.

"I'll see you tonight, Olive." He smiled widely at me before he stood up straight. He pushed his hair back over his head again. I'm beginning to really like it when he does that.

He walked off, not ever having hit one of the bags he claimed he came for. He left the gym, giving me one last glance when he got to the door. The corner of his lip twitched up for a second before he went outside. I let my heart slow back to its normal pace before heading to the locker room to shower and change.

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"I can't believe you said okay. I am so excited for you!" Hailey screeched after I told her what happened with Lucas.

"I can't believe I did either. Maybe I should text him and say I got sick." I bit at the inside of my cheek, getting nervous suddenly.

I hate first date jitters. Wait, is this a first date?

"No!" Hailey quickly took my phone before I could text him anything. My phone vibrated in her hands. "Oh looks like he's asking for our address."

I saw Hailey type it in before hitting send. She was able to hold onto my phone a moment longer, before I got it from her.

"You're no fun, Liv. Live a little. You're a free woman now. If you want to be with Lucas, then be with Lucas. If you wanna fu.ck him, then fu.ck him. Don't worry about what anyone else is gonna say." She lectured me.

"It's more like I'm scared that this means more to me than him. Hailey, I just got my heart broken. I am still healing."

"Let him heal you then. No one said you had to heal by yourself." She grabbed my hands. "Just promise me that you won't hold yourself back, overthinking everything."

"I'll try."

Hailey and I hung out for a while at the apartment just talking and watching TV together. A knock on the door had us both wondering who it could be. Hailey answered, since it would more than likely be for her, with this being her apartment.

"Oh? It seems Lucas sent you something." Hailey smiled as she returned with a large white box tied with a neat bow and a card. "Open it! I'm dying."

I grabbed the card first, needing to know what he said.

Hope you don't mind, but I picked something out for you to wear tonight. -Lucas

He bought me something to wear? My heart started to race as I untied the bow, slowly opening the box. There was a deep green dress folded neatly inside. I pulled it out, seeing it was a floor length, A line dress with straps that hang off my shoulders. There was a long slit on the side of the dress that went up to mid thigh.

"It's beautiful!" Hailey sounded more excited than me right now.

This dress told me so much. One, we were going somewhere fancy. Two, Lucas has money I don't know about. Three, he felt that I didn't have anything appropriate to wear tonight. Lastly, it told me how bad of an idea this was. I have no idea what I'm doing. I am so out of my league here.

"Go shower now! I'm doing your hair and makeup. You're going to have every man's attention tonight."

Where are you taking me Lucas?