Oliver James Relationship Novels & Stories

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

"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."

"A little." "You were so tight," Marcus said as he caress her thighs. "It had been a while for you?" "I can't remember the last time," Olivia agreed. "I have been so busy with raising Jake and my job. I simply did not have the time." 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.

His mind felt scrambled, though he hadn't been drinking. Adriana didn't even look like someone who had been married, and yet, her husband was Chris—a man he now thought of as utterly despicable. "So what's his relationship with Joan?" Oliver asked. Then, as if justifying himself, added, "I'm like a brother to you, so it's my duty to care." Adriana answered matter-of-factly, "Joan wants to rekindle an old flame; Chris remains indecisive." Having spent enough time with Oliver, she knew him well—a straightforward tech nerd, not one to enjoy other people's drama.

“It’s just... I can’t do this anymore. You’ve taken too much money from the company. I’ve cheated the books so far, but they’re going to catch on eventually.” James turned to her. “Then why stop now? Why did you go this far with me already?” Olivia put her head down. James walked up to her and lifted her chin. “What aren’t you telling me? Did my father talk you into doing this?” “No. No one made me do it. I did it for you, Nolan.” James looked taken aback. “Why?” “Because I love you!” “Darling, I love you too!” Suddenly, James scooped Olivia up from the chair and pressed his lips against hers.

She had walked to Haven as soon as she noticed Ashley. “Excuse me,” Ashley said. “Oh, you are excused. Get out.” Olivia was not going to take any bullshit from this bitch. Just then, James walks to the shop with more shopping bags in his hands. “Are you done…” he stops, seeing Haven. “Hav…” his words weren’t allowed to be completed. “Save it,” Olivia said. She was raged, will be an understatement. She was on the edge to kill this man who cheating on her best friend and deeply hurt her.

“You’re really going to do that? Just throw us away like we meant nothing?” Her eyes didn’t even flinch. “It wasn’t me who threw it away, Dominic. You did.” I was reeling, breath stuck in my throat when James appeared beside her. As always, standing like a damn wall between us. I hated him once for the way he protected her, misunderstood their bond. That mistake had nearly cost me her once. And now… it would cost me everything. James stepped forward, his eyes cold. “She’s not bluffing. Olivia doesn’t need your name or your title anymore. And she sure as hell doesn’t need your approval.”

How intimate, they had only seen each other once. - How intimate! - I said out loud - What the fuck? I told you not to go near her. - Dude, I saw Oly crying and I hugged her, okay? She's nervous - he retorted - You don't change, do you?! Always hurting people. - Wow ...Oly...? - Are you already that close? - There's already so much friendship between you, are you going to comfort her like you comforted Giselle? - "No problem," he shook his head, "you're being so childish, man!

I turned before they could see my face. “Hey, Olivia.” A girl I barely knew walked up beside me. I think her name was June. She pushed her hair back and spoke quietly. “You know her dad died last year, right? Sara. Cancer. Her mum’s a cleaner now, from what we heard. It’s just her and her mum.” I blinked. “Oh. Sorry to hear that.” June nodded. “Yeah.” There was a pause. I cleared my throat. “She’s settling fine though. Lola and Andrew are really helping out.”

James looked puzzled by my reaction. "Isn't this what you wanted?" he pressed. "You've loved Victoria since we were pups. Olivia was just the mate your grandmother chose for you." I remained silent, staring into my untouched drink. "Think about it," James continued, oblivious to my growing irritation. "If Olivia hadn't come along, you and Victoria could have had several children by now." Something in my expression must have changed, because James suddenly leaned closer, studying my face with newfound interest. "Wait a minute," he said slowly. "You wouldn't have fallen in love with Olivia, would you?"