Chapter 12: Territorial Claims
(Olivia's POV)
"Yes," I replied calmly to Ethan's accusation of vanity, "because you don't really know me."
The truth of my words hung in the air between us. After three years together, Ethan Grey still had no idea who I truly was. The realization should have hurt, but instead, it felt liberating.
I turned to Cassandra with a mischievous glint in my eye. "Miss Evans, really don't want a photo? If not, I'm driving away."
Cassandra's face turned an interesting shade of green with frustration. I could practically see the internal battle raging inside her. The glacier blue Bentley Continental GT was exactly the kind of luxury she desperately wanted to flaunt on social media, but her pride wouldn't allow her to ask me for anything.
"I don't care," she
