Page 22 of Falling For The Billionaire Rockstar

“I thought you were trying to make amends a second ago? Look, you obviously have a huge problem with your ego, and honestly, I’ve had enough of men who can never see their wrongs and truly accept them.”

“I still don’t see what wrongs you’re talking about, and you know that’s big talk coming from a woman who thinks it’s right to just go around hitting men.”

“I don’t—you know what? I’m done.” She tossed her throw pillow aside and walked out of the sitting room.

I sat there, completely dumbfounded.

Chapter nine

IDENTITY REVEALED

Olivia Sanders

Sam caught up with me before I could make it to my room. She rushed over and grabbed me, her fingers sitting firmly on my shoulders as she held me in place.

I was still boiling with rage. I couldn’t understand why I was so angry at the man who sat in the living room. Sam had made it clear that there was a misunderstanding, and I had calmed down and was ready to listen.

But each time he spoke, I became angry again. I was oddly reminded of Greg, and I instinctively fought back. Perhaps I was scared of reverting to the shy little girl who was almost married off to a man she didn’t even love.

Either way, the man had an ego that pissed me right off.

“Hey, hey, what’s happening in there? I walked away for a second.”

I sighed deeply as I turned to her, trying to calm my nerves. “Tell me, Sam, how do you really know that man?”

She heaved a sigh as she let go of my shoulders. “Look, I know what you’re thinking, but I can assure you. Lex is my brother, and yes, he’s the same man you met at the airport.”

I raised an eyebrow. “So what’s the correlation? Why was he acting like he was there to see me?”

“Because coincidentally, you both were waiting for people you’d never met before and had no idea what they looked like. He thought you were an assistant assigned to him to help him plan his movements for a business meeting he came for.”

I tilted my head to one side as I tried to process what she’d just said to me. “So he thought I was someone who worked for him?”

She nodded.

I replayed as much of the airport scenario as I could remember in my head. It all began to make sense, and I realized how much of a bitch I had been. I was going to blame it on my paranoia and the fact that I was in a tight spot, but there was no point to that. The only reasonable thing to do was apologize.

“Shit.” I turned around and headed for the sitting room, Samantha following closely behind me.

“Why were you guys arguing just now?” Samantha asked.

“He tried to apologize, and I went full-blown Karen on him. I’m such an asshole,” I explained.

“Hey, don’t pressure yourself too much. These past two days have been really hard on you. You’re handling it better than even I would. It’s understandable that you’re irritable right now.”

“Yeah, but he doesn’t know all of that, does he? You’re only talking like this because you’ve been with me and you understand.”

“Don’t worry, he’s my brother. I’ll talk to him.”

I sighed before stopping abruptly.

She reached the stairs before realizing that I wasn’t next to her. Turning back, she let out a sigh and asked, “What is it, Olivia?”

“I just . . .” I trailed off, closing my eyes as I steadied my voice. “I feel like everything that’s unfolded these past two days is changing me. I mean, the man I loved just set the whole city against me, knowing fully well how defenseless I am. And now, I feel like everyone’s out to get me. I’ve become overly defensive and a fucking prude. I swear, as I spoke to your brother just now, all I could think of was Greg.”

Sam paused for a moment, and I waited for her response, anticipating either a critique for choosing a path I couldn’t stick to or offense at my indirect characterization of her brother as an asshole.

Instead, she smiled. “Trust me when I say this—any woman in your shoes would not be as quick to admit all that the way you did.” She walked to me and placed her hands on my shoulders again, rubbing slowly.

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