Novel & Cerita Booktok Oliver James

Beside me, James swirled his glass of whiskey lazily, his smirk widening as he watched her. “You look surprised to see James, Olivia,” I said smoothly, my voice slicing through the silence. “What’s the matter? Did you really think I would discard James like a piece of trash?” Her lips parted, but no words came out. “Oh, you did,” I continued, letting a cold laugh escape. “How deliciously naive of you. But that’s what I wanted, wasn’t it? For you to believe I’d turned on him. For you to trust me.” Her fists clenched, and I could see the flicker of anger beneath her fear. Beautiful.

His entire demeanor changed, becoming almost excited in a way, like he was happy to see someone as fucked up as him. He cocked his head in a predatory way, lips peeling back though it wasn’t a smile they lifted into. “I don’t believe we’ve met before. You are?” “My assistant, Ms. James.” Olive butted in, her voice turning brittle. Clearly I wasn’t the only one on defense. She must’ve sensed something off about this guy too.

she asked, her voice firm but laced with concern. James turned to face her, his eyes bloodshot, his face red with anger and alcohol. "Enough," he growled, his voice low and menacing. Olivia's expression turned stern. "James, we need to talk about what's going on. You can't just drown your sorrows in whiskey." James snorted, a harsh, mocking sound. "You think you know what's going on, Olivia? You think you know what it's like to have everything you've worked for threatened?"

“Someone was in here this morning, the guards say they saw someone here but as soon as they got closer the person escaped so they had to put the room in lockdown.” “Oliver is the only one with the room keys,” I murmured. Charles nodded. I turned back to look at the table, a cold shiver running through my spine. “Look there,” Charles said, pointing at the desk. I stepped closer and saw papers spread out. My stomach turned. Oliver had been making plans to overthrow me even before the attack. There were strange notes with secret messages…like a book. “I have seen Oliver reading a book like this once, it's the book of the old wolves right?” Charles asked.

I was bethroned to Daniel to produce heirs for Ashtons. "Olivia!" James's voice boomed in the room.The real devil of my life finally made an appearance. I didn't dare to look at him.He reminded me of the cruel joke. "Dad please don't start like Mom.We know that Sophia was just a liability imposed upon you and Mom and now,she is married, I do not want her anywhere near around me."Olivia pointed her sharp nail at me. "Go inside your room Olivia before I do something which we both regret later."James's voice sounded desperate and nervous. He knew that his secret was partially revealed by his own daughter but he didn't know that I knew the deep details of his ugly trade with Ashtons.

I look up and the old lady was gone; I opened the note “James is not the only one you need to look out for, I also have Olivia in my clutches and she is ready for revenge on YOU… James wants to only over throw your handsome mate; I want to destroy everything he loves and then kill him. The air will be poisoned with the venom of war. After all you should know your foe See you soonest Xx Cassandra”

Oliver opened his eyes as one who witnessed the most magnificent thing before his eyes. "See, this is how it's done," James said to Oliver. "Li is my best slut; I'll steal him from Benja." There I was, with his cock fully placed inside my mouth, and feeling confused by James' comments. I slowly pulled his cock out of me, letting it drip out of my saliva. When I pulled it out, Oliver tried to swallow it, taking it as a competition and failing miserably. James just watched me with a smirk on his face.

"Pick it up." Oliver took a deep breath. Think about the money. Think about the debt. "I'm the massage therapist assistant, James, not the waiter," Oliver said, his voice calm but sharp. He had a tongue that could cut glass when he wanted to. "But if your back is as weak as your save percentage, I can see why you're cranky." The locker room went silent. A few players chuckled. James's face turned red. He stepped forward, looming over Oliver. "What did you say, you little..."

“Miss James, he said I must tell you fucking your assistants is not being busy.” I nearly choke on my breath; there are very few that know what I do with Brenda and Janice. “What did he say, Oliver?” “He said you are fucking your assistants; you are not busy.” “Ask him who he is.” “He says his name is Joshua Hamilton.” Fuck, this is all that I need. “I do not want to see him, Oliver. I don’t care what you do; get him out of my office.” “Miss James, he says you are being impossible.”

gawd! What did I just say!? "Fine then..... you can go to hell for all I care!!!!"he marched out of the room grabbing his car keys headed for the garage...he's car drove out of the compound I sobbed quietly regretting my action Authroess POV Oliver arrived at the penthouse only to see James and Cassy He looks at them both before climbing up the stairs "Come back here Oliver"James stated coldy "What is it!?" "Where have you been!?"James asked