Oliver And Company Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Via, did you ignore everything I just said?" He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "If you want to have a one-night stand with me, I don't mind. But if you try to use me as a pawn again, I can't say what I might do to you." He touched her brow and eyes with his other hand. "I still prefer the obedient, gentle Via from before." The warmth of Oliver's breath by her ear contrasted with the cold shiver running down Olivia's spine. She had always known that among her brothers, Oliver, though seemingly gentle and refined, was actually ruthless and unpredictable. His current words made her feel that he was a bit perverse as well.

Cassandra declared before storming upstairs into her room. Tears rolled down Claudia eyes at her daughter’s statement. The truth was that her and her husband had accepted the fate of their family company but 19 year old Cassandra did not want her family name to go down the drain or for them to become poor and for people to make fun of them so she had gone to ask Olive for help but Oliver could not do anything since he too was young and had not yet start up his own company, due to desperation she had stolen Oliver’s business plan and got help to rescue their family.

I knew I was approaching my end. And now, here I was, awake and aware and absolutely furious. I knew I would be hunting Greg down and snapping his neck with my teeth, but for now I had to concentrate on taking my position back as Alpha of Moonshadow. I listened carefully as Olivia explained the state of things, including her near-marriage to Damian (jackal), her dealings with Greg (fucking jackal), and the odd situation with her stepsister, Louisa (who evidently wasn’t the jackal Olivia has thought she was). I enjoyed my daughter’s obviously edited version of her encounter with Elroy that had led to her current pregnancy, but as I thought of what had almost happened to her, my fury threatene

"As for this month's partnership, you only landed it because Gionatan had already reviewed the project proposal written by my daughter. Oliver, what exactly did you contribute to your own company, or have you actually managed to delude yourself?" He paused before lifting his gaze to look at Oliver's sheet-white face. "Or did you honestly think you just got lucky?" Each word felt like a freezing bullet, tearing through everything Oliver had believed about his achievements and pride over the past few years. "No… That's impossible…" he murmured, holding onto the table behind him to stop his body from sliding to the floor. "I believe you were just demanding that my daughter abort her child?" Oph

"It's true though. I missed you everyday day since you left. I want to ask you to go out sometime, but you don't live in the city." "Jareth." "I'll drive you though, or meet you. I just want to be near you again Olive. Please forgive me." "I'm pregnant."

And, when I had let her know, Olivia's eyes had beamed with excitement and understanding, begging me to let her experiment as well. Unfortunately, Jonny had decided to show up and tried to open the door. At least we'd been smart enough to lock it, which gave us plenty of time to get ready and try to look relatively normal. “What are you thinking about?” Olivia's question brought me back to reality. "The first time I saw these beauties.” I answered taking my hands to her breasts to caress them over her shirt, fortunately, the bra was in absence. "Excellent memory.” She agreed with a breathless laugh "But I think there is something to celebrate today...”

I walked into the living room, Oliver was sitting on the sofa and fiddling with the TV remote as I sat beside her. “Oliver,” I called him and he looked at me. “I…” I was hesitating as he stopped me. “Ella, If you’re here to tell me that I am not allowed to touch you or to taste you then you’re dreaming. Because you are mine and will always be mine. You have agreed to be my sex slave and I am not giving you the permission to back out.” My mouth opened wide at his domination. “No, Oliver. I am not yours…” Before I could complete my sentence, I was pinned down on the sofa by him as he angrily held my hands with his one hand, and with the other hand, he skillfully removed my trouser.

Olwen affirmed again, then began to ramble: "I have already said what needed to be said. You want to know I have also answered. Please be satisfied and do not ask for more from me. I do not owe you. you have too much satisfaction. Please stop. Let me go." "But you haven't completely satisfied me. And you have to take responsibility for that." Luca makes his absurd argument. "For god's sake, you're not satisfied, it's none of my business. Find someone to satisfy your curiosity. Stop bothering me." Olwen shouted. Then she breathed heavily, sucking in the air continuously because her brain and ribcage were stretched at the same time. It's all because of Luca. He made Olwen so hysterical. Luca i

"Chubs, every misstep I've taken, I've taken for you! Why can't you see my sincerity?" "You've made your own choices, Oliver. Don't drag me into them!" Mila shot back defiantly. Tears welled in Oliver's eyes as he gestured to Jasper on the bed. "If you won't come with me, then I'll end his life!" Mila stood her ground, unwavering. "Do it! Take us both if you must. We're in this together!" Oliver's laughter abruptly ceased, replaced by a sinister glint in his eyes as he tightened his grip on her shoulders. Mila couldn't shake the feeling of dread. Oliver's demeanor had shifted, becoming increasingly menacing.

I am convincing myself that all I want from him is sex. The man that makes you scream: My apartment, 8 o'clock. Wear something easy to slip out of. Olive: See you then. If I keep telling myself that it's just sex, maybe my heart will believe it, too. **I hope you enjoyed the steamy scene. How do you feel Olive will do at keeping it strictly sexual?**