Oliver And Company Fanfiction Novels & Stories

What about Olivia? ***

Oliver smirked, “see, there’s still something there. I can see it in your eyes when you talk about me.” He reached across the table and took my hand in his, which I quickly pulled back. It was already impossible to find a safe place for my legs because, wherever I moved, his leg kept touching mine. I rolled my eyes and sighed. “Can we just talk about the girls? Please.” “Sure.” Oliver said, but his face said something else. Maybe I should have let Cas join us, and then Oliver would get the message. Or maybe he'd get a broken jaw. No, maybe it was better to handle this myself.

I endured everything for the family that I needed to support. "What do you mean?" I stopped walking to Papa's room when I heard Jen's voice. I creased my forehead when she spoke as if she was angry. When I peeked at the slightly opened door, my brows furrowed because I saw Olive in there. "Atlas will marry me. Do you see his father's situation? He will get better if I commanded the doctor to. Do you understand?!" I was stunned at Olive's confession. I gripped at the plastic bag I was carrying because of the anger slowly rising inside me. All of the respect I had for Olive fluctuated into anger. We were only eighteen but she was cunning. I thought she was different.

everyone said "Here," Dad said as he gave Oliver a glass of whiskey "Who are you? And why do Nick and I look like you," Oliver asked Dad "Oliver this is your father, Andrei," Daddy said "What?" He asked and looked at both Daddy and Dad "You're my, Nick, and Olive's father?" over asked "Yes," Dad said Oliver nodded his head and looked at me "You look fat," He said "Ouch asshole," I said after gasping "She's pregnant, ass," Alex said

Micah said standing up. “That family again?” Oliver said rolling his eyes. “The only thing we can do is call them in for a meeting and ask them if this is true or not.” He said looking at me, he looked like he was sad for me. I didn’t understand why he was sad, I smelled her and my wolf whined about being her mate. “I smelled her Oliver, I don’t think someone could fake that, and my Lycan was going crazy for her so I think she is telling the truth.”

Oliver had breakfast delivered to his office since none of them were able to cook that morning and after they ate, he explained his job description to her, making her feel as if she was having an internship with NL Incorporated. Their moment was ruined by the rude interruption of an equally attractive man, barging into the office like he owned it. “Oh my God, that must be Mrs. Winters,” Andrew, Oliver’s best friend spoke. Knowing Oliver, no woman would have the privilege of sitting in his office and chatting so casually with him, even when the door was not locked. “Yes,” Oliver responded before introducing his best friend to his fiancé. “This is my best friend, Andrew. Andrew, meet my fiancé

"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.'

Not Olivia, not anyone. “Say something.” Olivia gritted out. “Why don’t you lie some more? Why don’t you say that I am being delusional and you are actually sorry and you actually want to be with me and Monkey? Go ahead, lie away!” “It’s not a lie.” I glared at her. “I do want to be with you and Kelsey. But I cannot let you have the company. Lilith Corp. is mine.” “I am sorry to break it to you but it’s not! Lily did not think so and now I can see why!” Olivia abruptly got out of the car and started walking in the opposite direction.

Oliver wipes his mouth with a paper napkin, leans back against the pillows, and flashes me an irreverent, worrisome grin. "You seem to be in a very good mood," Oliver notes, his tone shifting instantly from domestic warmth to seductive devil. "Let’s talk about getting me in front of a computer terminal so I can destroy Senator Scott."

I was still shaking from the scene just now as I muttered dazedly, "He really wanted to kill me." I met Helen's pained eyes, and I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. She kept sighing. "Oliver is being ridiculous. He can't even discern his own feelings. That Kimberly… She's a manipulative one." She took my hand, her eyes full of tender reluctance. "Stay with us one last night, okay? Keep me company." I agreed. I just didn't expect Oliver to come home, too. The moment he saw me, something flickered in his gaze, but it smoothed over almost immediately.