Cooper X Oliver Novels & Stories

“You’re just exaggerating. He’s not that bad.” “Only for you,” Olivia said in “duh” tone. “You’re the only one he listens to. The rest of the peasants like us can only be on the receiving end of his bloody, cold eyes. Anyway, I have to leave and the papers are still not signed. Can you help me with them? It would be a big help. I’ll owe you big time.” “Sure!” “Awesome. While you get this work done, I’ll ask Ms Cooper to make that delightful coffee she makes. Consider it an award for making out alive from the lion’s den.”

When Teddy heard this, he recalled that Celia wanted to give him possibilities. But he wouldn't try to win Oliver over or flatter him. He believed that Oliver’s readiness was the reason he consented to think about cooperating. Otherwise, regardless of what Celia said to him, Oliver would not consent. "Mr. Miller, I believe the most important thing we are sitting here today is to talk about cooperation," Teddy replied calmly while maintaining his pride and glancing at Oliver. “Other things don't matter. What are your thoughts?”

Mr. Cooper is one of his biggest rivals in the business, and he knows that he can go to any extent to win against him. He tried to kill Xavier, but he failed at it, as Xavier is also a great fighter and sharp shooter. He tried to bribe his employees and even blackmailed them by kidnapping one of their family members, but as usual, Xavier found out about it and saved them.

"Tell me you're not going to make trouble with Cooper, Barbara." Barbara was stunned. "W-what, Dad?" "You're not causing trouble with Cooper, are you?" "Dad, I-" "I don't want you making trouble with Cooper." Oliver raised a hand to the table, his fingers clenched. "Right now, I’m working with one of the Cooper family's subsidiaries, Barbara. If you make trouble and Cooper says bad things about us to his family, I won't forgive you. Do you understand?" Barbara grunted in disbelief. "Dad. How could Dad say that? I told you earlier that he picks fights with me and I won't stand for it. I have to take revenge on both Cooper and Era."

Oliver was very oblivious to what I noticed. I just decided to shrug it off and look forward to the anticipated fun of today. So I'm presently touching up my face for the show tonight, while Oliver is already fully dressed and sitting on the bed waiting for me, as he looked through his phone. He looked really eidible tonight. He always did though, but the casual jeans and Denim jacket he wore tonight made him look bad ass. And his hair came falling down his face, looking slightly wet, showing he just came out of shower.

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?”

Cooper said since he did not notice any reporters. “You need to be as observant as I’m Cooper,” she smiled. Everything that happened today had worked in her favor, now Oliver and Nuella will have a heated argument since it seems Oliver never told her anything about his past. “But ma’am, was there a need to act like you lost your memory, what if they find out?” Cooper knew the whole story and knew his boss was on the wrong side for having betrayed Oliver.

He has always been the voice of reason, but piss him off and it brings out a different side. “I know you can smell me.” Cooper “You are right, I can. At first I believed what you were saying was true until I spoke to another Hunter. What I was smelling is what tells me that I’m supposed to kill you. It was okay at first and then the more time we were together, it grew vile.”

‘This crazy woman’s about to spout nonsense again. Yet, the name that Olivia was mumbling was actually Xavier’s. “It’s him! It was Xavier! He was the one who told me to cooperate. He wanted me to work together… And after everything was done, I could get married to you! I wanted to be your wife! I really… Really love you…” On the other side of the iron frame, Damon coldly snickered. “So, you worked together with Xavier? What did he promise to give you?”