Olivia Casta Only Fans Novels & Stories

“Does it look like I care Olivia? Now tell me how you got this video?!” Olivia shrugged, applying a product go her hair. “How do you know it was me who posted it? It could be a maid who ease dropped.” “A made who bears Olivia Russell and has more than fifty thousand followers on her social media account?! My patience is slowly slipping Olivia, tell me the truth!” Olivia sneered and harshly threw the cream in her hand to a corner. “Because I want everyone to know who Camila is! She is NOT my sister and I will not let people keep on assuming she is! So I posted the fvcking video.”

Anastasia smiled, a stiff smile that barely reached her eyes, “Olivia, what are you doing here?” She couldn’t believe it, but it had been years since she had seen the former sorority sister. “Well, I thought I might come around to see what the gala of the year was all about,” she replied, smiling softly as she raised her glass to her lips. “What have you been up to? Still chasing after Roland Conrad?” Anastasia frowned. A look of anger flashed across her face, “What? He is my fiancé now,” Olivia chuckled, “Wasn’t he married to Sasha Hawkins?”

She's only pregnant and not disabled. Olivia ate the noodles and when she was done, she retired to get room. It's best if she takes a little nap since Natalia hasn't returned yet. She was about to step into her room when she heard Rita's voice. "Look who we have here!! The famous lady of all time who goes about stealing someone else's boyfriend" Olivia ached her brows and closed the door back, turning to face Rita properly. The latter was already standing close to her with an evil grin on her face.

"Pheew! Finally," someone released a long breath beside Mirabel, she turned her head and smiled at the young lady with short brown hair and doe brown eyes that stood beside her. "Yeah, finally, now you can have a rest" She patted Olivia's back, the young lady was aerophobic and had been complaining almost every passing second when they were on the flight. Olivia was her assistant at SPOTLIGHT ENT. of Country B, she was paired with an assistant after the drama she had acted in Country B.

Meanwhile, her fans flooded the comments section, offering her comfort while relentlessly attacking me. [Olivia’s husband put in a lot of effort to chase after her. That mistress is so cheap! A man just has to snap his fingers, and she’ll come running!] [The mistress must be removed! It’s an affront to justice! Don’t worry, Olivia. I’ll find all her classmates and friends and make sure she gets canceled!] [How could Olivia’s husband cheat on such a beauty? What does this mistress even look like?] Olivia smirked at the last comment. She picked up her phone and posted the photos from the day I was beaten.

Olivia kept on, pissing off Nathara all the more. “Don’t do that, young lady.” Nathara’s voice shifted into her dark side, her alter ego; the devil. “I’ll do whatever I want to, deal with it.” Olivia answered sharply. Nathara paused to stare at Ricci before walking back upstairs. Such a wonderful sight to behold. As I watched Olivia and Ricci have this intense back and forth with each other, my phone buzzes; Matteo. I step aside to pick up. “Yeah?” “Star, can we meet up? Please?” He says. Weird.

I grunted, ignoring Raya’s head snapping up to face me and watching Olivia lick her blood-red lips, her dark eyelashes fluttering wildly before she pushed her face closer to mine, towering over the maiden’s head. “Someone in the Castle is worshipping the dark moon, Your Highness, and I would be damned if I didn't tell you who it was.” Olivia Burns whispered cryptically and I could tell a few of the residents heard everything because a gasp went up across the silence that had descended so heavily in the room that it knocked the wind, right out of my chest.

Alex said with a chuckle. “Olivia!” a voice called. Olivia glanced to see who had called her. She scowled. “Hello Felix,” she said sweetly but if anyone heard her properly, they would know she was being sarcastic. Alex stared at Felix who was with Valentina, behind them were three young men. Olivia recognized them, they worked directly under Felix. They also held a considerable position in Zach. Co. Alex glanced at Olivia, she was smiling but deep down he knew that she was seething meanwhile Olivia stared at her sister and Felix in disbelief.

Some of Olivia's fans fell silent, while others began to unfollow her. Some of Olivia's die-hard fans continued to defend her, insisting that she was being unfairly pressured and driven to this point. They dismissed the idea of a backlash, refusing to believe it. Instead, they blamed Lindsay, accusing her of scheming and framing their "angel." These fans were just like the online trolls and haters, caring less about what was right or wrong and more about attacking anyone who disagreed with them. They flooded Olivia's livestream with hateful comments, fully aware that Lindsay could see their words on the tablet.

"We won't interrupt your dinner, Jolie. I just wanted to take Olivia somewhere quiet. She’s had a long week of filming." "Of course," Jolie said, her gaze flickering to Gabriel’s hand on mine. Her smile didn't falter, but her fingers tightened around her champagne flute. "I didn't realize you were a fan of... pop culture, Gabe. You’ve always been so selective." "Olivia is an exception to many of my rules," Gabriel said. The man next to Jolie, a tall guy with a trust-fund tan, let out a dry laugh. "I’ll say. My sister loves your music, Olivia. What is it the fans call themselves? The Spleens?"