Oliver Fight Bg3

Satu malam mabuk di bar mengubah hidup Valerie selamanya. Pria asing yang menghabiskan malam bersamanya ternyata adalah Diego Oliver Stanford—bos barunya di kantor. Valerie berusaha menjauh, tetapi Diego justru semakin terobsesi. Hubungan terlarang itu terus menyeret mereka ke dalam skandal, rahasia, dan bahaya, terlebih saat status Diego sebagai pria beristri tak lagi bisa disembunyikan. Ketika cinta, obsesi, dan kekuasaan saling berbenturan, Valerie harus memilih: bertahan dalam jerat Diego atau pergi sebelum segalanya menghancurkannya.

Synopsis Sienna Rodriguez was left with no choice but to agree to a marriage contract with Denver Thompson — a cold yet striking billionaire and the powerful CEO of Thompson Corporation. The marriage was a desperate exchange: two years of her life as his wife in return for the financial help she needed to pay for her mother and brother’s medical expenses after a tragic accident. Before this, Sienna had worked as Denver’s secretary — until she discovered that he was indirectly responsible for the death of her second eldest brother. She resigned immediately, full of grief and hatred, cutting all ties with him. Unknown to Sienna, Denver had fallen for her the first time he saw her. But love was a complicated thing for Sienna — her heart was still scarred by her past relationship with Oliver, a toxic ex who wouldn’t let her go. Agreeing to the contract marriage, Sienna finds herself trapped not only by legal bindings but by the disapproval of Denver’s powerful father and his vengeful ex-fiancée, Lisha. Yet as the days go by, she starts to see a different side of Denver. Against her will, her heart begins to soften. She slowly lets down her walls and even gives herself to him — and soon, a child is conceived. But fate plays another cruel trick. After an accident, Denver wakes up with amnesia, forgetting the last seven years of his life — including his love for Sienna. His old arrogant, ruthless self resurfaces, and Lisha seizes this chance to win him back. Can Sienna fight to bring back the man who once loved her? Will she survive the battle against a powerful family who refuses to accept her and a love that now only lives in her memories?

I don't believe in fairytale. I don't believe in happy endings too. To me, anything that involves freedom is a myth. Love is a strange word, something I sought for ages but only got slapped back in the end by the strong fume of hatred that surrounded me. The only thing that can end this pain is death, mine or my abuser's. And either way, I was prepared. ~Ellen Oliver ~ *** His hand roamed my body possessively, his gaze penetrating me with lust and hunger, his finger finding its way to my core. His voice, gruffly and nasal, filled my ear with a disturbing hunger. "You are mine. Mine alone. Mine to touch, mine to keep, mine to fuck. All of you, Omega. I own all of your goddamn body. You are my pleasure toy..." *** Rejected by her mate and forsaken by her pack, Ellen Oliver endured massive humiliations and tortures because she was believed to be a cursed wolf, and like an icing on the cake of her misery, she happened to be an Omega too. The hell, she was the weakest Omega. After losing her mother due to a forced labour to produce her, Ellen was hated by even her Beta father whom one would have expected to naturally love her. She felt life couldn't get any worse for her, as her survival depended on how well she pleases and entertained her tormentors. But there was a revival.. a revival she never expected nor believed and it came with a change that had her tormentors on their knees, at her feet. ..

“I'm going to come!” I mustered. “Don't come till I tell you to,” he breathed out his order. I strained to hold the feeling, but he slammed into me two more times and I felt my core tighten, my balls shrunk and a sensation scurried along the tip of my cock, the thick ropes spewing. "What did I say?" His voice was dangerously low, sending a chill down my spine. He pulled out abruptly, making me gasp at the sudden emptiness. My body trembled, every nerve frayed. He moved to the drawer, my chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as he pulled out a nipple clamp, a whip, and a thick dildo. I swallowed hard. A slow, wicked chuckle rumbled from his throat. “Oh, love,” he murmured, dragging the leather whip along my sensitive, overstimulated skin. "We’re just getting started.” Oliver’s life as a sex worker was about to come to an end, until he met the Billionaire with a kinky taste that changed his life. He soon discovers that the company he got accepted to as an intern is run by the same man, Benjamin and he is plunged into a secret office romance where he becomes Benjamin’s play thing. In this gripping tale of sex, desire and romance, haunting characters from Benjamin’s past reveal themselves and Oliver finds himself entwined in a world of deception, betrayal...and dangerous emotions that threatens his love for Benjamin.

Four days after my death, my four-year-old daughter finally sensed that something was terribly wrong. The fridge door slammed into her forehead when she tried to get a snack. Normally, I would've been there in a heartbeat—arms open, kisses ready, whispering, "You're okay, sweetheart, Mommy's here." But this time, I just lay on the bed, cold and still.​ She didn't understand. She thought the sweet treat would make me respond. So she held the final piece of chocolate up to my mouth. "Here, Mommy. Have some chocolate..." But I didn't even blink. She climbed into my arms, clutching my clothes tightly. "Mommy... Mommy, wake up..." She waited for me to stroke her hair, to tell her that everything was going to be fine. There was only silence.​ Completely lost and scared, she found my phone. "Daddy, why is Mommy still sleeping?" she asked, her voice filled with desperation.​ In response, Oliver sent a photo of himself having Christmas Eve dinner with his childhood sweetheart. His voice was icy cold when he replied, "She's just sleeping, not dead. It's Christmas Eve, and I'm busy. Tell her to stop playing games and come apologize when she's done sulking." Then he hung up.​ But when the truth finally hit Oliver—when the coroner's report came, when the police knocked on his door right in the middle of his laughter, when he realized I'd been lying dead for four days while he toasted—he broke.

WOKE UP SERIES: BOOK I Living a miserable life, he remembered sleeping in the plaza square after getting kicked out of the apartment he is living in. Soon after that, he found himself possessing the body of Oliver Laurent, the youngest CEO and also the Bastard of the Laurent. Is it a dream? Or a second chance for him to live the life he wants? ''I'M NOW RICH!!!'' He thought this would be the start of his new life. That finally, happiness is in his hands. But, why do problems keep on coming after one another? "Ahhhh! I just want to live happily, damn this is driving me crazy!"

Sabi nila magpa-kasal tayo sa taong minamahal natin. Ano pa ang dahilan ng pagpapa-kasal kung sa hindi mo naman minamahal ang iyong pakakasalan? Dare? Responsibility? Or for business purposes only? Isasakripisyo ba ang mga sarili para sa iba? O mas pipiliin ang sariling kasiyahan? Keziah Arwen, 21, is married to Noah Oliver, 22, his best enemy since childhood. The only connection they have aside from being married is that they definitely hate each other. There is no day that they won't argue. It would be a miracle if they didn't. Can love be taught? Will they be able to meet someone they truly love?

Two complete opposites with only one common goal, to please their families. Trying to make it through high school and graduate early with straight As to meet her mother’s expectations of Lyra Robyn Colburn has completely built walls isolated herself from everyone, allowing nothing to distract her from the main goal. Everything is going according to her perfect plan till she chooses as her extracurricular activity and meets the not so dull charming basketball team captain Raphael Oliver Vicario and all walls come crashing down not only for her but him as well. Will their love story have a happily ever after ending or it’ll be another version of Romeo and Juliet……

When Roselle Ventura turned 18, her father severed ties with her. She started a new life and she met Oliver Mitchel whose eyes are solely focused on his company's growth to hold onto his position as the CEO. Later on, she learned that he was engaged to someone and that person was desperate to put her six feet under the ground resulting in losing the only treasure she have. Furious, she rises up, waving her identity as the heiress of the most feared billionaire in their city but would these be enough to satisfy her hunger for revenge or she would turn into different person that yearns nothing but to kill just to protect what she have?

The nights in Vicente were a coexistence of order and gunfire. Tonight was the wedding, ten years overdue, between Anthony Oliver, the don of the Oliver mafia family, and Mabel Samson, the woman who had stood beside him through bloodshed, betrayals, and underworld wars. A top-tier luxury hotel had been cleared by the family's soldati. Below them glittered a sea of city lights; above them bloomed fireworks commissioned for the future Donna alone. The man known for his ruthlessness knelt on one knee with a rare diamond ring, his eyes filled with rare tenderness. "Mabel," he said, "you walked through hell at my side. Let me give you peace for the rest of your life." It seemed that all the sacrifices and patience had finally led somewhere. However, just as Mabel's fingers were about to touch the ring, a piercing scream came from above. "Don't! Anthony! Save me!" That single cry drew all of Anthony's attention away. The girl was not unfamiliar to Mabel. Two years earlier, Anthony's twin brother had been tortured to death by a rival mafia family while covering his retreat. His body was never recovered. And Cheryl Reyes was the fiancée he had protected with his life. Mabel watched as the man she loved abandoned everything without hesitation and ran toward another woman. She stepped forward and tried to stop him. "Don't go. The wedding isn't over." However, when their eyes met, the Don accused her coldly of being heartless and selfish. And in that moment, Mabel felt tired. Perhaps it was time, just once, to choose herself over the Family.