Novel & Cerita Carlos Oliveira

The shock from whatever was still evident on his face. “Hmm,” my head nodded. “Where did you copy this from?” “Copy?” My finger scratched the back of my head as I stared at him. How did he easily find out it was copied? It took Daisy hours snuffing the internet just for this. And when she finally saw this perfect one, she had to duplicate two for us. “What’s your name?” The CEO interrupted my thoughts. “Eira Rowan.” “And you?” His eyes darted in the direction of Daisy.

Andres replied when Luis shook his head. “She has put on some weight, Beta Rodriguez. And I find it hard to believe your statement when Emilia is reeking with the scent of her perfume. I know she never wears this much perfume.” Luis asserted. If it was a year ago, I would have been over the moon that Luis had noticed these small details about likes and dislikes, but right now, I was trembling in fear within.

“O-Okay, I’ll go.” “Good girl.” Lorenzo taunted, gesturing to the door with the gun. The mountain of a man that had searched the brief case full of cash stepped forward. “Carlos here is going to escort you to your car. He’s also going to confiscate your cellphone. Can’t risk you calling for help before I’ve had my fun, can I?” There was a lump in my throat as I watched Olive cross the room, flanked by a man big enough to snap her in two. He opened the door, his muscles straining against the sleeves of the suit he wore.

I freeze to the ground when I realise it's Dario. Carlos sinks back on the couch and chews the crisps louder. "That's your friend." He smiles. "He was very generous with his head." ****

I’m not the kind to inflict pain on others, I will never and can never do that. She averted her gaze as fast as it found his and focused on what Carlos was doing. After a while, She was still standing with the tray in her hand. She was somewhat glad that she could help one way or another. Carlos finished with the cut on Mason’s head and he exhaled puffing his cheek. He dropped the plaster into the tray before taking the tray from Olivia. “You will be a great apprentice.” He commented before walking away. Olivia just stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do.

Oliver said while quoting with his fingers. Carlos sighed and said, “Then, announce on my social media how I am not in a relationship with Hailey. Send the French media my statement as well. Tell them Hailey and I are nothing more than acquaintances. Make sure you use the VPN router... Coordinate with the police if you have to." “Always, sir,” Oliver agreed. “And Miss Wright’s clothes will arrive later today.” “Good,” Carlos acknowledged with a smile, knowing Kate didn’t have to bring her clothes during her future stay-overs.

They escorted us back to where Carlos was supposed to meet and as soon as I saw him, my jaw dropped. He was in swim shorts. His lean, muscular torso gleamed with water droplets, his hair was wet and spiky in a sexy way, and he flashed us both a cool smile. I suddenly felt severely underclothed. “Get yourself together, Hannah. For God's sake, a teacher has seen you with nothing on!" My mind was right. I shook my head slightly and Olivia and I walked up to Carlos. He admired the both of us, obviously pleased. Olivia, however, was on the verge of slapping his senses in.

I watched the interaction between them with a slight curve at the corner of my lips. Holding the lead rope around her neck, I led her out of the stable. Leaving her with Stella, I walked back into the stable, spotting Aaron in front of a brown horse, holding out a half-bitten apple to it. I arched a brow, walking towards them. The horse naturally spotting me before the stable boy. “Lord Oliver,” he stumbled snapping his gaze to mine, his arm still held out towards the horse. “How many times do I need to remind you to just call me Oliver?”

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

I peek over his shoulder only to see an annoyed-looking Danny sulking at the end of the booth, tossing back a drink that a waitress had just handed him. “Gladly,” Oliver smirks, standing up and carrying me toward god knows where. I squeal at the sudden movement flinging my legs and arms around him, not expecting him to have done that, and certainly not expecting his cock already to be rock hard as I feel it against my wet pussy. I bite my bottom lip as his hands wrap around my waist, clutching onto me as he makes his way through the sea of people. “I don’t think I can wait till home,” he whispers painfully.