Olivia Lambo X Novels & Stories

"Did I tell you how hot you are looking today?" Carlos flirted with Olivia. She is wearing a purple dress that hugs her body till her waist before it flares and reaches her knees. The sleeves are ruffled sleeves. She looks like a doll with her brown hair tied into a high ponytail wearing only pink lip balm. Carlos is driving Livi back to the Volcov mansion from the university. "Why don't you share the same with Alessabdro? I am sure he would love to hear how I look in the new clothes he bought for me" she suggested sarcastically.

Laisse moi te refaire un peu plus ton maquillage. Dix minutes plus tard Odilon était déjà là. Un vrai gentleman 6.0 taille moyenne regard foudroyant. Il ouvre la portière de sa LAMBORGHINI et se rapprocha un peu plus du lieu ou se trouve les filles. À sa main gauche se trouvait la clef de sa voiture ainsi que le Iphone X le tout dernier sorti. Une fois à côté des jumelles Odilon : Bonjour les filles comment allez-vous ?

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“But we start shooting tomorrow…” “That’s exactly why we should enjoy tonight!” Olivia argued, wrapping an arm around Layla’s shoulders and leaning in with a teasing smile. “Miss Xander, don’t you think so?” The scent of her perfume, mixed with a hint of alcohol, drifted over. It was surprisingly pleasant, carrying a mature, alluring charm. Layla found herself nodding almost instinctively. “Yeah… I guess so.” “Then let’s go!” Before Layla could fully react, Olivia had already pulled her along, giving her no chance to refuse.

She greeted James Richardson and Xavier Brooks with a cool nod, her perfect composure never wavering. James approached her, curiosity lighting his eyes. "Swift, are you on the Shadowcrest team now?" Olivia shook her head calmly. "No. I study healing algorithms, so I came here today to sharpen my skills." I pretended to focus on my tablet, but my ears caught every word. James listened attentively, clearly impressed by Olivia's presence. I could almost see him mentally reviewing her remarkable résumé—elite doctorate by twenty-five, the territory's top female racer known as "Swift," fearless in competition and extreme sports alike.

She pointed at another car. " That one's a lamborghini veyron. The one behind it is a rolls royce boat tail and that's a Devel sixteen which I also wouldn't advice you to ever take. The one besides it is a bugatti divo...." Lair went on and on and Estelle was liking every bit of their names even though she couldn't remember any. " These are really great collections, Riv." Estelle giggled, swinging the Alpha's hands to and fro and it made him smile.

He lazily pointed at a crystal light blue Lamborghini brand sports car with scissor doors and six pairs of wheels. This was a super luxury car that she never dreamed of riding in, especially being in it as the passenger. She widened her eyes in surprise when he saw the line of Ye Zhu’s slender finger point at it and she turned to him, “What is wrong with that Lambo?” She asked fawning ignorance. “We are using that! Didn’t you ask about the ride we will be taking?” Ben Ye Zhu flashed her a grin.

Xander peered at her with his sharp blue orbs, he couldn't shake off the feeling he felt staring at that boy earlier. He was the exact carbon copy of his friend.. Bianca shot him a mean glance "He's mine! do you have any problem with that?" She questioned back.. *** Olivia gasped when she saw the car they were going out with, Rolls Royce! and without hesitating or waiting for her boss she jumped in and relaxed on the plush seat at the back.. She was so lost in enjoying the comfort of the seat that she failed to see the frown that settled upon the face of the man outside..

Not for me. This was personal. And Olivia was enjoying it, the attention, me staring at her, she was loving this. Too personal. My chest tightened as Olivia laughed again at something Lamont said. He was leaning in now, talking about a villa in the South of France he recently bought. And Olivia God bless her played right into it. “Oh, I’ve always wanted to go there,” she said. Of course she had. Who hadn’t? My fork scraped my plate. I downed the rest of my scotch in one gulp.

“Yes, how did you know? He also has freckles all over his face. They were pretty, but him? He was rude.” “Yup, sounds just like Jim,” giggled Elan. “He's the proudest, most obnoxious Omega on this side of the plains.” “What else did you do? Who else did you see?” “This cute guy named Liam,” gushed Sam, “ he was really nice and showed me where the baked good were. He also gave me a lift to the town hall and taught me how to set up for the event. It was really fun being in his company, because he was quiet and very respectful.