André's POV

I came in and saw Olivia in bed, kneeling upright and in her lingerie.

I was stunned and rushed to her.

"Olivia, what..."

She cupped my face in her hands, and her blue eyes stared deep into my soul.

"I want you, André."

I looked at her face in shock. She looked much better, but she still looked weak and exhausted.

She pulled me in, and I kissed her deeply on the lips before I pulled away.

"Olivia, I want you to, but you need to rest."

I tried to get her to lie ...