Chapter 135. Have You No Respect for My Position?

Olivia's POV

How do I look? I twirled in front of the mirror and André.

He gave me an approving smile and a kiss on my forehead.

“You look as beautiful as always,” he said with a husky voice.

He kissed my neck, and I giggled and pushed him away playfully. I could tell that he was trying to calm my nerves; today was my meeting with the women's council, and my heart had been pounding in my chest for the last two days.

Surprisingly, these last two days, my trainer, Sephora, has been bombarding me with calls to make sure that I am prepared for the council.

I finally decided to ask her to accompany me, and she obliged.

We soon received a message from a maid who told us that she was waiting for me downstairs in the living room.

André pulled me into a kiss, and I groaned against his lips.

As he pulled away from me, He stroked me with suppressed desire, and I could tell he was craving my taste again.

“Are you sure that I shouldn't