Olivia’s POV
Gabriel was so strange. Sometimes he was arrogant and sometimes he was so caring and concerned about every small detail. Is this his true nature or is he only this way for me? Or, could it be that he is showing fake kindness toward me so that he can grab some information from me?
I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck and noticed the kitchen staff watching us as they whispered things to each other.
“Clean the floor quickly, otherwise someone can get hurt with the shattered glass,” he instructed.
He was indeed a puzzle. A few minutes ago he roared at them and the next minute the softness of his heart made an appearance.
With me in his arms, Gabriel started to walk out of the kitchen. The kitchen was bigger than our old home. We used to live in a small house with two b
