Oliver And Company Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Do it. I want to see the results as soon as possible. I heard that brat, Conall just got married to some women. Find out who she is, check if we can use her as our spy." "I got it, dad. I'll go and work on it then." Closing the door of his father's room, Oliver stood outside. His eyes were full of hatred while his fists were almost getting numb as he kept them clenched with so much strength for so long. 'One day I will sit on the throne and you will be my underling, I will make you suffer so much that you will beg for my mercy but I'll never forgive you. I will make sure you live in hell, just wait till I get HUDS GLOSSIO INC. in my hand.'

(Well, there was Dante who also made it into the news of being drafted into the New York Nighthawks but let her have her moment. Anyways, the family was finally at a better place. Alex's company had bounced back from the tax hit and of course become more careful of their hirings. Back to the ceremony; It was a proud moment, filled with applause and cheers. As they left the stage, Olivia's friends and family surrounded her, they gathered around her, congratulating her and taking photos. She laughed and smiled, feeling like she was on top of the world. Dante came by her side, his arm around her shoulders, his eyes smiling, “My genius girlfriend," he whispered, in my ear. “Have I told you how b

“I’ll explain.” Oliver stormed home, pissed off, starving, and with the urge to deck someone. He shoved the door open, and the smell hit him, pancakes? He headed straight for the kitchen. Olivia was twirling around, probably lost in her headphones, scrubbing dishes like she was in a music video. Her hips were swaying, and Oliver couldn’t resist. He tapped her shoulder. She spun around, let out a shriek, and whipped him square in the face with a sopping wet sponge. “What” she yelled, pulling out an earbud.

He was ashamed to bring up his childhood memories, and wanted to punish Noah right now. When we were in high school, Oliver had been stealing from his parents, just to help his girlfriend, not knowing he was indirectly feeding her side chick, a baseball player. “Go to hell Noah,” Oliver cursed, and it caused more laughter from both of us. After minutes of teasing him, I get down to business. “What else do I need to know?” “There’s a matchmaking company that was affected,” Oliver answered. “You can silence them.” “It’s shut down, with the disappearance of the girl,” he explained.

She managed to say in a cracked voice and zip the trolley before dragging it on the floor and heading for the door. Aiden stood in her way, his eyes filled with rage, but Olivia didn't move back. “Let me go, I have nothing important to offer to you. Isn't it?” She questioned and tried to walk past him, but he dragged her back and the trolley slipped from her grip and dropped heavily on the floor. “Of course you do. Are you angry that I was screwing another woman? Are you capable of performing your duties in bed?” He asked in a low tone and a smirk displayed at the corners of his lips, but she didn't say a word.

Perhaps in the past he had loved Olivia without realising it, for she was the only one who had ever understood him, though after childbirth she had not remained beautiful. --- Meanwhile, Olive sat in the luxurious mansion she had purchased. No longer in a hotel, she had returned to her new home. She stared at the laptop screen; the video of herself and David still saved, ready to be sent at any moment to torment Bella. Surely Bella would never dare oppose her, for Olive now stood allied with Oscar, the wealthy billionaire who had invested greatly in both Bella’s and David’s companies. “Everything goes as I planned… now David will be trapped between Bella and me,” she whispered to Oscar, who

It has beena week they last message each other, Oliver found out the person was her mother, but they are looking for a way to get to her, Mr Clinton have visited her company countless times with Oliver but they thought he was lying to know her, they doubled her security because Aurora was scared that Something will happen to her best friend turn sister. The two lovers texted back and forth during the week which also did not help matters. On Thursday Oliver had go to the restroom twice during work to take photos of herself in the office seat and send them to him. Oliver have decided to work with her father friend for a month to know how to run a company better. Nate knew she was only trying t

I had also spent time playing with Isla on the beach sand. When it was time to leave with her mom, she kept whining. I also didn't want them to leave just yet. I noticed Olly also took a great liking to Isla. "You are really missing that little girl. Aren't you, babe?" I looked at Oliver, who smiled at me before looking back to the road. "I sure am" "Don't worry, we would have our own kids soon. We're really working towards it by the way" He smirked, as I blushed.

Bella sighed, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Meanwhile, Oliver stood a few steps behind his sister, his reaction much more reserved. He was calm and composed. Bella studied him, searching for signs of excitement, but his expression remained neutral. Still, there was a quiet flicker in his blue eyes, betraying the emotions he was trying to keep hidden. Bella sighed, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes, but only if you both behave and go clean up before dinner.” “I will, I promise!” Olivia squealed, already spinning toward the staircase. “Come on, Oliver! Let’s get ready. Daddy is coming over!!''

It’s like an unspoken contract, and we all got what we asked for out of it. But Lilith is not like that, and that’s why it’s hard to make a move. She appears to enjoy our time together, but she doesn’t allow it further. Yet when I even try to put a little distance between us, she gives me a sad look as if I abandoned her, until I get close again. Maybe she’s not sure about me yet, but I have patience. I enjoy our time together as it is. “You will thank me more when my surprises arrive,” Oliver grins at me, waving his phone, “The files I sent you, have you seen them?”