Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91

His words had the opposite effect. I was sure my entire face was bright red in embarrassment.

Desperate to retain some semblance of dignity and composure, I circled around behind him. Alexander didn’t have to see the

embarrassment written all over my face.

I forced myself to focus on the task of taking off his robe rather than how his shoulders complemented a narrow waist. It’s just a

simple bandage. I’ll be done in no time, I said to myself as I laid

out all the medical supplies I needed.

“You know, I have to ask…” Alexander began. He twisted his

head slightly so I could see the smile forming on his lips. “Are

you trying to pounce on me from the back there, Olivia?”

I gritted my teeth, choosing to ignore him.

My fingers found the neckline of his robe, and I carefully

pushed the thick fabric down his arms until it pooled around his

waist. It revealed a large muscular back, broad shoulders and a

spectacular pelvic bone.

What a feast for the eyes, Yve purred appreciatively.

I had to agree, even though I’d never admit it out loud. His

physique was truly a sight to behold. But again, I couldn’t entertain such thoughts.

The bed dipped as I knelt beside him. I got to work immediately, unwrapping the old bandage around his waist. I cleared my

throat every time I had to wrap my arms around him to get to the bandage, but thankfully Alexander didn’t make any more comments.

He just let me work.

The wound was already healing, but it still needed some care. I

dipped a cotton swab into the ointment. “This might sting.”

Alexander nodded. I applied it carefully and watched as it

dissolved into the wound. However, it was wet and sticky,

stubbornly refusing to dry properly.

Without thinking, I leaned closer and blew softly across the

area. The moment my lips parted, Yve went absolutely wild.

That was when I realized what I’d done.

Alexander’s entire body went stiff. I watched as the muscles across his back followed suit, shifting into a tense posture. For a split second, I thought he was in pain, but when he said nothing,

I continued.

I reached for a fresh bandage and prepared to wrap the treated wound. I began leaning forward, about to place the bandage over the wound, when Alexander spoke.

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“Stop.”

The floor met my knees with horrifying speed.

*Olivia*

“Olivia?” Alexander asked. His voice went up an octave,

indicating pure shock. “Are you… are you trying to ask for a raise?”

Heat spread through my cheek once again as I realized that my current position looked like I’d dropped to my knees to beg for something.

all I

“My knees… it’s completely numb,” I said through gritted teeth. I didn’t have to look at him to tell that he didn’t believe me,

wanted was to disappear from that room.

I pressed my palms against the floor and pushed myself up. As I

stood, I began massaging my knees, projecting the rage I felt

onto the movements of my hands.

The laugh that bubbled up behind me infuriated me even more,

and I poured it out on my knees. Even as I stalked toward the

kitchen, I could still hear him laughing. I yanked the

refrigerator door open with more force than was necessary.

Another innocent thing I’d transferred my aggression on.

It was him. He managed to get under my skin at the most inopportune times. And it wasn’t just the things he said, it was the way he said it. It drove me crazy. And because he was my