Olivia Casta Real Face Novels & Stories

Typical Claudia. "Olivia" I blurted out without thinking and realized this was the first time I called her by her real name out loud. What is wrong with me? Olivia wore a surprised expression on her face as she turned to look at me. "Don't blame me, It's hard to remember a face that screams poverty" Claudia said flipping her hair to the side. I saw the hurt look on Olivia's face but she quickly masked it with a smile. "It's nice to see you again Claudia" She replied, I was so proud of her, She had always cried in the past but she has grown to be a tough and mature lady.

CARLA. My lip quivered as I stared at Olivia Hart, Sophia’s sister-in-law. She was dressed in a fitting red dress, and instead of her usual dark hair, she had dyed her hair white. It must have been for disguise since she was a fugitive. Her lips sported a matte red lipstick, the exaggerated dark eyeliner making her look like a villain from a cartoon. “Are you the one who’s been sending threatening messages to Caspian?” I managed to ask.

Camellia said, her words managed to make Bella and Olivia even more furious. “Hey, who do you think you are here? You're just new, so don't feel like a queen. My father-in-law is not only your husband but also the husband of my mother-in-law. If you dare, let's just fight here, you think I'm afraid of you? Hah! You bitch!” Olivia snapped showing her true nature which was always hidden behind her elegant face. This time she was ready to attack, the target was Camellia's hair whose waves were very attractive to grab.

His father greeted me effusively and addressed Olivia like a lord, taking her hand and kissing it with a bow. "Mrs. Blanco, funny, but your face seems familiar to me," Flavian's father looked at her with interest. "Perhaps you remember some of my work," Olivia responded with that dazzling smile that could bring anyone to their knees. "My wife was a model, traveled the world, and appeared in campaigns for famous brands until she retired five years ago," I explained. "Of course, Olivia Ferrante!" The man looked at her with admiration. "Now, Olivia Blanco," she smiled at him again.

"You have a client appointment, Lucifer." "I have canceled, Pa. Besides, how could I possibly have a meeting with a client, if my cute sister has woken up from her coma," said Lucifer. This is crazy. Really crazy. Olivia hopes this is just a nightmare. He didn't want to be called Celine. Even though it was clear that the look on her face was Olivia. Yes, Olivia Rawles, not Celine as they call it. Who is Celine anyway? ***