Oliver James Relationship Novels & Stories

She knew Anthony was history and was locked up in the past. A new intimacy sprung up between them, when James hugged her, treated her to breakfast, and had a conversation together where she told him about her private life, not every day you do tell just anyone how messed up your personal life was especially not your job she thought.

"I didn't, I needed to get some air." Ophelia sat closer to him and he caught her perfume. It was different from the one Madame had and Oliver inhaled the sweet scent. "He's never brought anyone with him before." She said. "Is he your lover, because I'm sure you're not cousins." Oliver looked at Ophelia and decided there's no point in lying to her about their connection. "He isn't my lover." She put her hand on his knee then and slowly moved it up, the entire time her kohl painted eyes were holding his.

The warmth on the tips of her fingertips made him want to know if there was really such a thing like a fated lover. “I… overreacted,” Oliver answered, almost like he was muttering to himself. “Alright. Let’s take a rest first and resume later. You’ll wear yourself out if you keep doing this.” “Mm.” Oliver obediently nodded his head and put away his wooden sword. Looking at Crystal, Oliver asked himself, ‘Why am I doing this?’ It’s true that they have made up with that reconciliation hug. However, the kind of feelings Kian was talking about made him doubt their relationship.

I pressed. "Uh, well... I just want to be alone with you, away from my parents and Steve," he explained. As I processed his words, my eyes widened with shock. There was no way Oliver had feelings for me, especially when he was already in a relationship with a Mafia boss. What was going on? "Ollie, this isn't a joke," I told him, trying to keep my voice steady. He grinned, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Come on, it's just a friendly date. Why are you so worried?"

Chapter 5 Olivia Herrington POV Laying on my bed I couldn’t help thinking about today. It felt as if we were a real family. With Kira hanging onto her father’s arm. I’ve loved David from the second I laid eyes on him in that bar. I didn’t know it at the moment I met him, but he was different from every other guy I’ve ever known. David was kind, caring and attentive. Yesterday was one of the most amazing days of my life and I’d never forget it. David actually spoke to me about something other than Kira’s needs. I know he would never love me, but I was hoping he’d give me a little more attention you know.

“It's the same James. But I promise you that he isn't like that anymore. You should have seen how he pleaded to ask me out on a date with him.” The two shared a hearty laughter. They spent all night going down the memory lane. They gisted and chatted until Alice finally fell asleep. Olivia sat there staring at her cousin's sleeping face and then to her phone. She knew for a fact that the same James Alice was talking about was in rehab. “You had just one chance to prove Jade wrong but you failed.” She whispered stroking Alice's face tenderly. “She's always right about everything and everyone.” Olivia slowly detached herself from Alice and stepped out of the bed. She left the room to go grab s

He stepped towards me, his voice firm, " I don't care what people say. I care about what's real. And Vanessa means nothing to me." The intensity of his words took me by surprise, I wanted to jump up for joy, to trust that this was more than an arrangement to him, but the article about Vanessa had blurred so much that I wasn't sure what to believe anymore. "Olivia," Dawson said softly, stepping closer, his hands reaching out to gently touch mine. "You're the only woman I care about. You and Lily. Vanessa os in the past, don't let her come between us." My breath caught as I felt the warmth of his hands against mine. I had tried my best to keep my feelings at bay, but it was gettimg harder to i

I let him speak, and I didn’t push. If Isabella is who they think she is, then Oliver’s had all night to prepare. All night to cover for her. To lie again. To twist the truth so carefully that I won’t even know what’s real anymore. But deep down, I return to the one thing I know: Oliver loves me. And I love him. “Hey!” Jace snaps his fingers in front of me. “Earth to Jude. You’re zoning out, man.” I blink, finally pulling my gaze up. He looks frustrated, but also worried.

"Sir, trust me on this. I've got this under control. And if anything goes wrong, I'll be fine. I've been in tougher situations than this before. This isn't my first time. I have done my research, and I know my way around." Williams raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "Tougher situations? What are you talking about, Olivia? You're not exactly the most... formidable person I've met. I'm coming with you, and that's final. I won't let the woman I love walk into a lion's den while I just stand there doing nothing."

But she was lying, the truth was that for every man she had met over the 5 years, she had subconsciously put them in comparison with Marcus, and when they didn't meet up, she would just lose interest. "And that man Joe?" Marcus asked with exaggerated uninterest. "Joe… Joe…" Olivia said. "Is that jealousy I hear in your voice?" She laughed. Marcus reached out, jerked her up, and rolled her on top of him. "I don't get jealous." He said. "Hmm," Olivia smiled. "For what it's worth, I have not had sex with Joe. I have not even considered it." Marcus smiled. He stroked his open palm across her ass. "That is worth a lot."