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Elsa jokingly yelled. "Do I look like someone who needs your permission" Olivia said and sat down. "Lucas, I'm sorry I hadn't been in touch with you. I've a lot going on lately and I have little or no time" Elsa apologized. "A lot , like having a boyfriend?" Olivia laughs and Elsa rolled her eyes on her. "Wow, Elsa, are you seeing someone now? You couldn't even tell me!" Lucas whined happily. "Don't listen to Olivia Lucas, I ain't seeing no damn one. What you got Olivia?" Elsa asked as she walked to the fridge to pull out a drink.

Stanley nodded with a serious look, “Hmmm..” “He is my boyfriend and ..” Stanley frowned and before Olivia could finish, he furrowed his eyebrows and almost yelled, “A boyfriend?? Is he your..Umm..S-Santa?” Olivia jumped at Stanley’s loud voice and bit her lips. “Actually, no…he is not my Santa! He is..” The elevator door opened and she had to hold for a while. Stanley and Olivia moved ahead and sat on a table in a burger joint. Stanley took two mojitos for them. He was in no mood to enjoy a meal anymore!

"I usually sleep here too. You never bother like this, Celine." Olivia growled in annoyance. Just been left for a while to grab a drink in the kitchen, then now… the annoying guy Olivia had met while still Olivia was actually showing that he really was that annoying! "Get off my bed!" Olivia shouted and beat Lucifer's leg hard. Lucifer growled in annoyance, then he pulled his leg up making Olivia have to fall forward. After that, Lucifer lightly lifted Olivia's body and then laid her down beside him. "What are you doing?!"

Anna finished her story “Now, Damian, tell me, who is Sandra and what is your relation with Olivia?” Anna turned to Damian Damian sighed, he then said “Give me a minute!” He took his phone and made a call, “Sonia, please take care Sandra! I’ll be there soon!” “Damian! Tell me, Sandra is the woman you’re talking about before?” Anna was surprised Damian nodded and he started to talk. “Fai, I am sorry for not telling you this earlier. I don’t know that Olivia can go that far. Olivia and I know each other. Years ago before I returned to SF I worked in her company and we’re dating.”

It's been…an adventure, that's for sure. Brian smiled wryly. "Oh, I'm sure Kellan keeps things interesting." I shot him a threatening glance, but Olivia only laughed as the nerves dissipated and she loosened up into the conversation. We spoke on everything from her favorite books down to the travel plans I'd spoken with her about each story causing her eyes to light up. Mr. Brooke leaned forward, his eyes dancing merrily. "Kellan, you'd better keep up with her interests. Happy wife, happy life, you know."

His body loomed over mine, his other hand took control pinning my hands above my head. “Why are you doing this?” I demanded, struggling against him. My voice cracked, fear lacing every word. “You don’t love me, Matt! You just can’t stand that you can’t control me!” He scoffed, his face inches from mine. “Control? Love? I don’t need your consent, Olivia. You’re mine, whether you like it or not.” “No, I’m not!” I shouted, my voice trembling but resolute. “I’ll never be yours.”

she mutters. Olivia sidesteps me, her skin glowing like she was dipped in gold. “Fuck your master.” With a yell, she uses her magic and whips the knife out of Everest’s hand. Alex throws her hand to her throat, gasping for air. Everest springs back, his eyes widening. “You’ve grown stronger.” “And you’ve grown even more stupid,” Olivia bites back. “Give us the girl and no one gets hurt.” “What? No one except your lover boy?” Everest chokes out. Olivia steps closer, and I realize she’s choking him with her mind.

"Or buries us. Alright, psycho, let's plan the details before I change my mind and lock you in the closet." We spent the next few mins hammering it out timings, who calls who, what the skywriting says exactly: "OLIVIA CARTER, WILL YOU MARRY ME? - ROWAN." Flowers from that overpriced florist downtown, scattered like a rom-com set. Brett kept cracking jokes to lighten the mood, like "If you die for real, can I have your bike?" and Rowan flipping him off every time, but underneath it all, I could see Rowan's hands shaking, the fear in his eyes when he thought no one was looking.

"Matteo is here. He told me about the marriage record." "Dani" "I know. I know it's a lot." She paused. "There's something else." "What." "When they had me. The woman. Sutton." Another pause. "She was on the phone for part of the time. I was pretending to be more out of it than I was." "What did you hear." "Not much. Enough." She steadied. "Mara. Elara has a meeting tomorrow morning. Private. Not on any official schedule. With someone from the Volkov Industries board."

Oliver clutched my hand tightly, looking around with wide, uncertain eyes. Just as I raised my hand to knock, the door opened and Elliot stepped out. His expression was grim at first. But the moment he spotted us, his entire face transformed. "Vienna," he said warmly. Then his gaze shifted downward, and his smile widened. "Oliver." Oliver pressed closer to my side, but Elliot crouched down slowly, his eyes softening. "I’m so glad you came to pay Warren a visit. He’s been in better spirits already just knowing you might."