Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto)

Chapter 28

Holy heavens!! holy shit!! fuck! fuck! How could I not have noticed? fuck! fuck!! fuck!!! Beatrice's subconscious screamed in her mind as her heart started beating really fast.

“Oliver?!!!!” She had no idea when She mumbled his name. “Can it be?? No no, this can’t be possible.” She said absentmindedly, shaking her head in disbelief.

Oliver frowned, wondering what had got everyone staring at him on their first instance as if he was a ghost. First, it was Magda and that caused their fight and now, it was Beatrice.

“You okay?” He voiced out but that didn’t do anything as Beatrice was still wrapped in her thoughts, still feeling shocked as hell.

“Bea!” He called again, reaching out to her by placing a hand on her shoulder. The gesture was enough to bring her out of her thoughts.

“Oh, Hi.” She said with a smile that was obviously not reaching her lips, catching her breath in the process.

“Are you okay?” This time around, his voice came out as someone who was genuinely worried.

“Oh yes, I am. Why do you ask?” She tried to appear okay.

“Magda had the same reaction when She set her eyes on me and you are reacting the same way. I still checked myself in the mirror a few minutes ago and thankfully, I still look like my usual self. Is anything wrong? Is there anything you all aren’t telling me?”

Beatrice swallowed painfully. “Did you by any chance meet some little kids at home?” Beatrice asked before She could stop herself.

“Some kids? What kids?” Oliver frowned.

“Little children. About the ages of 6,7,8....” She responded, not knowing the exact ages of her grandchildren even though they lived together.

“No. You’ve got kids living here?” He asked, getting confused.

“No..no...no... Sorry about that. You know we’ve got a lot of workers so sometimes, we get to see their kids.”

“Didn’t see anyone,” Oliver responded in relief. God knows he detested those tiny humans and it was such a relief to him that he wouldn’t have to deal with any one of them during his stay in California.

Figuring out she was already behaving like a psycho, Beatrice took a deep breath on the inside to calm her nerves. Time was going by so She decided to push all of her worries and concerns to the back of her head, making a mental note to deal with them later, while she seized the opportunity to make memories with Oliver Gusto.

“Sorry about my reaction, I’m just so shocked and excited to see you.”

“Damn!” She mumbled, getting a proper look at him for the first time in years. She took in all of him, from head to toe.

Obviously, he had grown taller and even more muscular. He was shirtless, revealing his perfect eight packs with his joggers hanging loosely around his waist.

Beatrice’s eyes met with his lower area...She could see a sign of his dick which unknowingly caused her to lick her lower lips. She could tell he was hiding something huge down there.

Oliver chuckled. He had his eyes on her all this while. “I see you still haven’t changed.”

Beatrice shook her head. “This is....” She started to say, searching her brain for the right words to use.”

“You’ve grown so much, Ollie, You look really amazing. I can’t believe you’ve been hiding all of these away from me.” Her face lingered for a while at his lower area, before looking up and meeting his stare.

He smiled. “Stop teasing me.”

“You know I’m not. I remember every lady wanting you then. And now that you are even hotter, I can imagine how they must be fighting themselves and dying over you.”

Ollie chuckled, knowing she was right.

In as much as Beatrice had been trying to restrain herself since she set her eyes on him, She decided She couldn’t hold back anymore so She approached Ollie and slowly ran a finger in between his abs.

“You like that?” He smirked, staring at her.

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Ollie frowned, the smile not leaving his lips. “I thought you just said that I’m grown already.”

“Not that type of growth.” She grumbled slowly. “Why can’t you be your father and your father should be you.”

Ollie couldn’t help with the laughter that escaped his lips. “God, I missed you so much.”

“I miss you too but don’t laugh. I’m being serious.”

“Charles is handsome too. Women are still dying for him and you once did too.”

“Oh please.” Beatrice rolled her eyes, moving her finger to his chest area.

“What? Are you in denial now? He used to be the love of your life. I thought you would respect that?”

Beatrice shrugged. “That was a long time ago.”

“But you know I’ve always had my eyes on you. Used to wish at the back of my head that you were older.”

“But I’m not.”

“Doesn’t matter. You’re the best son I never had.” She whispered, looking deep into his eyes.

“Best son?”

“Hmm hmm.” She nodded. “You know I’ve always got a soft spot for you but you hardly even looked my way.”

He chuckled, “Stop being a brat, Beatrice. You know I don’t get entangled with whoever my father is fucking.”

“Even now?”

“I don’t go back on my words.”

“I mean now that I’m no longer with him.”

“It depends.”

“On what? She asked immediately.

“If I really want the woman and if my Dad is over her.”

“So which category do I fall into?”

“Stop kidding, Bea. You know Dad hasn’t gotten over you?”

“That’s a lie.” She pouted.

“If he had, he wouldn’t have accepted your invitation and sent you gifts.”

“That’s a lie. The invitation was for him but he sent you here. Not that I don’t like the fact that you’re here. Just saying.”

“Believe me when I say he’s still not over you.”

“He’s not here because you’re getting married to another person who was once his business partner and rival.”

“So does that mean you really want me?” She smiled excitedly.

“Bea!!!” Oliver groaned, smiling in the process.

She finally took her hand off his body and twirled. “Don’t I look good?”

“I’m not denying that. You almost didn’t age at all. You’re gorgeous and your ass.” He pressed on the word ‘ass.’

“Did you do something to it or the exercises helped?” He asked even when he knew the answer to the question he asked.

“Oh please,” Beatrice playfully rolled her eyes at him.

“So your father’s desire for me would stop us from having sex tonight?”

“Because I know you’re attracted to me.” She added.

“Look who’s getting married tomorrow.” He chuckled.

“Oh, please.”

“So you were hoping we would fuck?”

“Why the hell are you now shirtless before me?”

“You’ve forgotten how free I like to be in my personal space? If I was in my apartment, you would have seen me in my briefs alone or probably naked”

“Oh, I would love to.” She said immediately.

“I still don’t know the reason why you and my Dad separated.”

Bea stared at Oliver in disbelief.

“You just left and Dad never said anything about it. All I know is that he’s still obsessed with you. But you seem to have moved on.”

“Oh please, don’t make me emotional with your speeches. We will talk about it over dinner. Magda said you’ve not had anything to eat or drink.”

“With her behavior, I was afraid she was going to poison me. Besides, I needed to rest after flying for that long.”

“About that, I’m really sorry about her behavior. And Yes, Magda can be very annoying. She pisses me off so bad most of the time. So I just ignore her as much as I can.” She said to him with pleading

eyes.

“I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw you.”

Before Oliver could ask Beatrice what it was, She did what she had been wanting to do. She approached him and hugged him.

“Won’t you hug me back?” She moaned with her eyes closed.