Oliver Fitzroy Novels & Stories

I asked, confused. "Is that..." She swallowed hard. "Is that a Bugatti La Voiture Noire?" I turned around, and my heart stopped. Oliver was stepping out of his sleek, midnight-black sports car, looking like he'd just walked off the cover of a magazine. His tailored black suit fit him perfectly, and his presence commanded attention from everyone around. Sophia choked on her coffee. "Oh my God, that's Oliver White! The richest man in the country!" I bit my lip, trying not to smile.

Caspian studied him carefully, expression unreadable. “You still think this ends well for you?” “I think it already started,” Oliver replied. For the first time, Caspian didn’t immediately answer. Something thoughtful flickered behind his confidence. Interesting. Dangerous. “Careful, Oliver,” he said finally. “Currents pull harder the deeper you go.” Oliver met his gaze steadily. “Then I’ll learn to swim.” He walked away before doubt could catch him. Behind him, Caspian watched in silence. In his dorm room, Oliver spread the recovered papers across his desk.

"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.

ROSALINDA. “Who the fuck are you, and where is Sofia?” Oliver questioned Antonio arrogantly, looking around the yard. “I am Sofia’s fiancé.” Antonio introduced himself nonchalantly as he wrapped his arm around Oliver’s shoulder. “Why don’t you let us go inside, and I’d explain better?” “Sofia has a fiancé?” Oliver exclaimed and shrugged Antonio’s arm off his shoulders, his face contorting into a scowl. “Oliver, please leave while you still can.” I muttered exhaustingly, looking straight into his eyes, hoping he would listen this time.

"You slept with a rich guy in there?" Oliver looked away. His face felt hot. "It is none of your business." "Everything you do is my business," Scarlett said. Her voice was strict. "You are my little brother. I protect you. You do not belong with these rich players." "I am twenty-three. I do not need protection," Oliver argued. Scarlett sighed. She let go of his arm. "I told you to stop looking into Dad's death. I told you it is dangerous." "I cannot stop," Oliver said quickly. "He died on the ice rink five years ago. They said it was a heart attack. But he was healthy. He was the best team doctor. And his medical logbook is missing pages. Someone hid the truth."

"But maybe something else, less engaging. " Oliver pointed to the amethyst he'd noticed first "All right. I'd choose this one." "This one? Why?" Callum picked it up and observed it closely. Oliver answered without thinking "It would make your hair stand out even more." He instantly realized what he'd said and their eyes locked. The Lord looked taken aback and tried to say something when Oliver quickly said "I didn't mean to..." "Well, gentlemen, I see you've made your mind up. "

I could tell, it wouldn't take so long before she starts crying. "You know I don't really have a rapport with Oliver. So why would you make such a decision!?" "But Matt is married" Dad referred to Oliver's older brother. "I know Dad, but there is still Justin, and we are really great friends" I replied, quite hopeful that I would be able to excape the horror of getting married to Oliver. But I was soooo damn wrong. "Well Oliver is the only available one. William told us Justin is dating someone, and it would be unfair to destroy his relationship for a matter that has an alternative"

he added David smiled “Seems you forgot who you are talking to” “Please remind me” Alex said, maybe he needs to be reminded of the fact that David was way too smart so did not need to put a lot of effort to get good results when it came to business, he was as good as Oliver but what made Oliver more busy than he was is because Oliver was running 3 empires. His own which is the Haywood cooperation, his family company which his grandfather left for him and then he was the king of the underworld, it was way too much but Oliver always looks busy like a regular person, which is difficult to believe. Alex wish never to be him “He was okay tuning his family hospitals around the country which was st

He’s tall but not as wide set as the other guys, but he is no less ripped and one of the fastest warriors I have ever seen. Oliver, our future Gamma, looks like your stereotypical biker. Medium length, dark brown, almost black hair that falls forward obscuring his face and piercing brown eyes that are almost as dark give off a ‘don’t mess with me’ vibe. He has tattoos on both forearms and one on his chest, just peeking out of the collar of his shirt. He is the most quiet of the group, lending to the mysteriousness. His expression is regularly bordering on resting b*tch face.

said Aldo, taking in the cigarettes that Oliver's men had just given him. "No problem, I still have some time to bring that girl here as well as Xander!" said Oliver "Okay, I'll help you with my men. They're not random people!" "Hmm!" mumbled Oliver looking down at his Wine, even when Aldo had cleared his way. Oliver was still in the same position and didn't move a thing. Oliver is venturing into a world of mind that he created himself. Until the moment he suddenly felt the hairs on his neck rise, Oliver immediately returned to his own thoughts and immediately gulped down the Wine.