Olivia Casta Porn Novels & Stories

The headlines alone were enough to spark curiosity. Was Olivia really juggling more than just Brandon and the other Harper brothers? When people clicked in, the revelations were jaw-dropping. Each post featured intimate photos and videos of Olivia with various men. While their faces were blurred, their body types, clothing styles, and haircuts made it clear these weren’t the same guy. The videos painted an even wilder picture of just how bold Olivia had been. In one, she was seen performing a striptease, ending up in nothing but a bikini.

This day was truly cursed for Lara. "What do you mean by this?" Lara yelled as soon as Olivia entered and closed the door. Lara immediately stood up, lunged at Olivia, snatched the indecent photo, and tore it into unrecognizable pieces. Olivia laughed slyly. "I have a thousand more nude photos of Seno that are even more shocking than the one you just destroyed, you fool!" "W-what?!" "Come on. Divorce him, Lara. Seno is too good for you." Olivia's words were like those of a drunken person with no sense of decorum. How could a sane woman like her force someone to suddenly divorce their husband? Especially while sick?

The cold had reddened her straight nose and high cheekbones. “I’m back! You two rabbits better not be doing the nasty in my bed. You’ve already knocked her up, Chuck, no need to keep trying. And you better not be trying to find and hide my stash of vibrators again!” Olivia called out, but when her eyes spotted us, she choked, and her face became a lovely deeper shade of crimson. “Is what I would say if the said stash existed.” Lena laughed wholeheartedly and slapped her thigh. “In the words of Mr. McHottie over there, nice save!”

Victoria Bella Volkov: "Can I trust you?" Olivia asked, her voice trembling. I nodded, taking her hands in mine. "Luciano is trafficking underage girls," she said, her voice filled with disgust. "But that’s not all—he’s doing even worse things to them. Here’s the video footage." She handed me a file folder. "And this," she added, placing something in my hand. "This has everything you need," she whispered before I pulled her into a hug.

West opened his eyes as he sat up, he yawned as he rubbed his eyes, and Olivia rushed up from the bed exposing her naked body. “Fuck!” West exclaimed with a smirk as he bites his lower lip in pure desire. “You bastard!” Olivia yelled as she hurriedly wore her clothes “How dare you! You fucking took advantage of —” Her eyes widened as flashes of last night flooded her memories “Shit!” Seeing her recollect what happened, his frown dissolved “I thought as much. Because you were begging me to spank you, to bite you, to be rough, to go faster! Babe! You fucking even scratch my whole back, and you sucking my di—”

“You’ve humiliated this family. You’ve dragged our name through the filth.” “I didn’t ask for this…” “You didn’t stop it either.” The door opened behind them. Olivia walked in, satin robe clinging to her, her hair still damp from a fresh shower. She blinked at them like she’d just stepped into the tension by accident. “What’s going on?” she asked softly. Her voice was smooth. Calm. A little too calm. “Your golden boy here,” Carlton said without looking at her, “was busy getting raped on camera while I was at home waiting for answers.”

She felt Stark naked under those dark eyes. She couldn't give him the satisfaction of believing she was afraid of him. Furthermore, she smiled cutely, accentuating the faint dimples spotted on her cheeks. Olivia was eighteen, yet her good looks and figure could put her fellow girls into shame. Hair wavy and brown, eyes large and white like that of a puppy, porcelain skin smooth as jade, busty and tiny waist swaying down to a curvy and plump hips. All these were followed with smooth long legs.

Luciano managed to have his way without Pedro suspecting a thing. “He's a fucking bastard… he only uses women to satisfy himself… he fooled you, baby, I'm sure after watching this…you'll know who that bastard is,” Luciano said disdainfully and turned the laptop, so Olivia could see. He pressed a few keys and a video started playing. Olivia averted her eyes, not wanting to see anything, when she heard Corina's voice moaning. Olivia turned immediately, fixing her eyes on the computer screen, and she felt her soul leave her body. Was that Corina naked? She wasn't alone but with Pedro, he was naked too and Corina was on top of him and both were kissing. When Olivia looked carefully, it was in Pe

my husband announced. "I need to change Timothée's zippy," Olivia said. "Let's go to my room." Amelia followed us. "Baby, let us know when the pizza gets here," I called to Daniel. "I will." The three of us went into my bedroom and climbed onto the bed. Olivia laid Timothée between us and started changing his zippy while Amelia and I sank against the ridiculous number of decorative pillows covering my bed. For a moment, I watched Olivia with her son.

The cab driver asked as Olivia began lifting the heavy bags out of the trunk. " No, it's fine. Here's your money." Olivia handed him some cash with her free hand before lifting all the bags with a grunt and heading inside. ~ ~ ~ Olivia leaned against the wall and released a sigh. She had been working nonstop since she got back and her body was aching all over. She continued scrubbing the edges of the living room carpet till she was sure it was clean. She took the bucket beside her and dumped the dirty water in the bathroom sink.