Gwenda lay motionless, her hands clenched tightly under the blanket. Though her act was good, Olivier noticed her trembling eyelashes and smiled. "You knew I was showering, yet you went to sleep early. Aren't you afraid I might do something to you?"

Gwenda, playing dead, was speechless. Olivier's smile widened as he leaned down, his warm breath ghosting her face. Gwenda felt a sudden surge of anxiety; her fists tightened. Her heart pounded, her blood roared in her ears. Her rapidly fluttering eyelashes betrayed her.

Observing her closely, Olivier saw her distress. A wicked grin spread across his face. "Just sleep," he said, kissing her forehead before affectionately caressing her head. Then he left, the door closing with a soft thud.

Only after some time did Gwenda slowly open her eyes, touching the spot where he'd kissed her. It felt like fire. Her heart still trembled. This man is too much

That night, Olivier's teasing kept Gwenda awake. The next day, dark circles ringed her eyes. Melanie, concerned, asked, "Didn't you sleep well, Gwenda?" "No, not really," Gwenda replied. She'd had nightmares all night; sleeping well would have been a miracle.

"Are you energetic enough to play with us, Gwenda? The housekeeper planned lots of fun activities!" Wendy asked, her voice muffled by bread.

Gwenda rubbed her temples wearily. "I think so."

"If you can't, forget it. Rest," Olivier said, pouring her a glass of milk. "After breakfast, go back to your room."

"It's fine, I can join you." Gwenda didn't want to be a spoilsport.

"Behave!" Olivier's eyes darkened slightly.

Gwenda shrank back, slightly scared, after glancing at him. Melanie patted Olivier's hand, glaring at him before saying to Gwenda, "He's right, dear. You won't miss much this morning. Rest. We'll be fishing by the river; you can join us later."

Persuaded, Gwenda nodded. "Alright, I'll sleep."

After breakfast, Gwenda went upstairs but couldn't sleep after tossing and turning for half an hour. She left her room and unexpectedly ran into Olivier.

"You"

"You didn't sleep?" Olivier asked.

Gwenda shook her head. "No, I couldn't."

"Couldn't sleep?" Olivier stared at the dark circles under her eyes. "Is it the change of environment? Not used to the place?"

"I don't know. Maybe," Gwenda answered vaguely. She couldn't tell him he was the reason.

"Where are you going?" Olivier asked.

"Granny's. I want to talk to her."

As Gwenda started to leave, Olivier caught her hand. "Wait."

Gwenda looked up. Olivier smiled. "There's a private theater upstairs. I want to watch a movie. Since you can't sleep, why don't you join me?"

Gwenda hesitated. "A movie?"

Olivier gave her no time to think, dragging her upstairs.

The large private theater contained only a huge screen and two beds.

"Shall we lie down and watch?"

Gwenda frowned, surprised by the beds.

"It'll be comfortable," Olivier said, strolling to choose a movie.

Gwenda suddenly recalled sleeping with him last night, her cheeks flushing crimson. "Uh I'm suddenly sleepy. I think I'll go back to bed." She turned to leave.

Olivier's amusement was clear as he caught her, pulling her to face him. "What are you running for? If you want to sleep, sleep here."

"But"

"I need someone to watch with," Olivier said unapologetically.

Gwenda bit her lip. "You could get Wendy, or even Granny"

"They're busy. It's just you!" Olivier stared at her resolutely, dragging her to the bed and pressing her onto it. "Lie down. The movie's about to start!" He turned off the lights.

Darkness enveloped them. Gwenda lay nervously, feeling the bed dip beside her. Her heart felt like it would leap from her chest. Great heavens Is he torturing me? Why lie down to watch a movie? Who invented this?

Sensing her nervousness, Olivier held her hand, gently caressing it. "Relax," he said softly. "Focus on the screen, concentrate"

The changes involve improved sentence structure, word choice (e.g., replacing weaker verbs and adverbs), punctuation (e.g., consistent comma usage), and paragraphing for better flow. The overly dramatic internal monologue was slightly toned down for a more natural feel.