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I smiled up into her eyes. “You look so tired, my dear.” She sighed with a wry smile of her own. “You’re not looking full of pep yourself.” Her gaze slid over to Denis’s body, which one of my aides had covered with a field blanket. She shook her head in sorrow. “Such a waste,” she murmured. “What did you mean about saving his life?” I asked, fighting back a little groan when the medic washed the wound on my leg. “When I was a child, I was taken,” Olivia said. “During my captivity, I found two boys around my age. They were dying. I used the Goddess to heal them, and we escaped.”

Unlike her sister, she had no makeup on her face but she was still breathtaking. " I'm 19 years old. I can cook, clean, and I hate commotion." She finished. Alexander snorted at her brief description. The waiter soon arrived with their orders and they dug in. " Well, as you know, I'm a billionaire. You're going to have to deal with it because the paparazzi are bound to follow the both of us around." Alexander leaned back in his chair. " If it's for my partner then I can try." Olivia sighed. Her statement amused Alexander.

If only her followers knew she was certainly no angel. While the most recent images loaded, she perused the older ones, scoffing at the skimpy outfits that left nothing to the imagination. There was nothing but silhouetted shower pics that revealed nothing yet everything at the same time and bikini shots with her behind pushed at the camera. A few pics showed her sticking her tongue out at the camera at several high-profile locations. It seemed she liked to show off her wealth to her followers. Knowing Olivia, she probably giggled at the thought of them envying her with each photo she uploaded. Olivia was no sultry siren in her twenties trying to make a splash. She was seven years older than

"God, I love you so much!" Paul told her. This was it. Olivia was about to cum as a young black man ate her pussy and while she was on the phone to her husband. At the very last second Olivia's shaky fingers managed to press the mute on her phone before she slammed it onto the bed. "Ooooh fuck. Master, I'm cumming!!" She moaned out, finally free to let it flow. Leon's fingers attacked her G-Spot as he sucked and licked her clit.

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.

Eden stood up and stomped his foot, he was angry that Oliver did not believe him, “I am telling the truth momma. Two nights ago when I helped him undress, he was full of claw marks, love bites and even his dick was smelling funny and had stains on it. During the night he left and I followed him to Lord Themious’s household. Master was there having sex with one of his daughters while Lord Themious was there. Do you really think I would make this up? If you do not believe me, I can show you his dirty clothes, I did not wash them yet, there’s lipstick on the collars of the shirt and blood too from the claw marks, even his underwear smells rotten and Master usually gives off a mouth watering sme

But now, Edrick’s side of the story painted Olivia out to be a horrible mother, and he had evidence to prove it. “Every year, Olivia starts up with trying to get more money out of me,” Edrick continued. “That’s why she calls nonstop around Ella’s birthday. She uses it as an excuse and tries to pretend like she’s just calling to check on Ella or send gifts, but that’s not the case. She’s just begging for more money to fuel her lavish lifestyle, and I stupidly give it to her so she won’t tell anyone the truth about Ella.”

After replying to Terry, Jessica opened the dozens of unread messages from Hannah. "Shocking! Olivia actually likes my brother? Oh my God, babe, where does Olivia get the nerve?" Reading this message from Hannah, Jessica immediately thought of the night she had overheard Olivia’s confession. She frowned and opened the screenshots Hannah had sent. They were all from people in their circle gossiping about how Olivia had confessed to Eden and been rejected. Eden was a highly sought-after bachelor among the socialites, and he had always had high standards. Over the years, no one had ever caught his eye.

"What are you doing?" "I'm just helping," Eden smiles and kisses her forehead, "Don't you miss me?" Olivia gulps and takes off her jeans. She doesn't look at Eden and gets her pyjama from the closet. Eden lifts her chin to make her look him in the eyes. He kisses her lips, and she doesn't respond. He sighs and walks back. He rubs the back of his neck, "What's wrong, Olivia?" "Nothing," Olivia mutters before she puts on her pyjama. She used to sleep with her lingerie, and sometimes she even slept naked as she said she's more comfortable that way. Why is she wearing clothes now?

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