Novel & Cerita Leo Howard And Olivia Holt

What about Olivia? ***

Leo replied and Logan snorted before folding his arms. Leo and Logan Arthur were both twins and the most sought-after bachelors in Las Vegas. Both had cold personalities in public but privately, Leo was sweet while Logan abhored ladies. Both had been driving the previous night from the club and had stumbled upon Olivia who was sprawled at the roadside. Leo persuaded Logan to help it was almost noon but she was still unconscious.

He just sat with me. I ate between sobs , my hands shaking , my throat tight. “You okay?” he asked. “No.” “Do you want to talk?” “No.” “Okay.” But I spoke anyway.. “Olivia spread the rumors. Told the pack I was pregnant with a rogue’s baby.” He didn’t flinch.. “She sounds threatened.” “She’s cruel. Evil. She wanted Cedric.” Leo’s jaw ticked. “And Cedric?” “Chose her.” Silence.

"The Hart family's greatness is over? Khe! How funny." "..." "Looks like you need to get your eyes checked 'mom'," Leo said with deliberate emphasis on the word 'mom'. "..." "Or could it be that you can't read well?" Leo said again, "Oh, I forgot ... how could someone from the 'La Coahuila' district have a good education ..." I then turned to look at Olivia, whose expression had changed. There was no longer any calmness on her face and only anger there. I looked back at my husband. Even though Leo knew that Olivia was at the limit of her patience, he didn't look like he was going to finish what he was saying.

"You’ve been off the grid for seven days. Seven days, Adrian! The financial press is convinced you’ve been assassinated by a rival cartel, and the Volkov captains are starting to bet on how long it takes for you to go completely soft." "Let them bet," I grunted, leaning back against the cushion, my eyes drifting down the smooth, oiled curve of Olivia’s stomach. "The ones who lose the bet will be handled when I return." "Yeah, well, we don't care about the captains," another voice cut in. Leo had clearly leaned close to the receiver, his tone dripping with dramatic indignation. "Why are you still hoarding Olivia? You promised we’d get to meet her the second she was safe. We’ve already bought

OLIVIA "Feel at ease, Princess." The words slithered across Alpha Vulcan's study like ice, and Olivia felt every hair on her body stand up. They had just returned from the dungeon where Luna Michelle, the Luna of Silvermoon Pack, handed Olivia over to Alpha Vulcan in place of Paula, her daughter. Olivia wasn't Paula Woodridge. She was Olivia Hawthorne! But who cared? If she even said it out loud, her mother Sanita and little sister Mae would die. Luna Michelle made that very clear on the five-hour drive here.

“It was my pleasure. I'll need to talk to my partner about it, but I'm sure he won't care. He's from your former pack, you should know him, O'Hare?” Smiling, Sam bobbed her head up and down rapidly. David O'Hare was one of her friends in her former park. Not only was he a kind one, he was also fiercely loyal, kind and considerate, and would protect Paisley and her best interests for as long as she would have him. Besides, he was really easy on the eyes; he had blue eyes, nice round cheekbones, a lovely smile and a very fit body. She could see the appeal even though she was perfectly in love with Alpha Amal.