Novel & Cerita Olivia O'brien Hate U Love U

“Also give me everything you have about Liora Hunt's involvement with my brother and ways she had him entangled in that scandal.” He laughed over the phone. “Don't you hate your brother? For someone you can't stand, you seem to care an awful lot.” My mouth twitched and I took another deep drag of the cigarette. So what if I hate him? Only I am allowed to hurt him. Anyone else who dares will get it from me. “Shit! The fall was pretty bad.” More clicking followed. “Give me thirty minutes. I will send it to you.” I humphed in agreement and waited.

Damien’s thoughts found their way into my head again, but I pushed everything away, determined to think about anything else but him. “She hates me, doesn’t she?” I asked after a few seconds, fidgeting with the strap of my purse. “I looked into her eyes and… all I saw was… hatred.” Axel leaned forward, his fingers tightening around the glass as he held it close to his lips. “Olivia is going through a rough patch right now.” “She doesn’t want to see me.” “That’s not true.” “She hates me,” I cried. “My sister… she…” my voice cracked softly. “I ruined everything.”

I groan, rolling my eyes. She giggles, taking her seat to continue eating. “Finally, my prayers have been heard. I give you 5 days to finally get over whatever is between you and finally take it off!” I sigh exhaustedly, as she adds. “You probably just need a good hate-fuck to get it all out of your systems and you two will be living happily ever after before you can scream ‘spank me harder’.” I gasp, throwing a napkin at her that she catches effortlessly. “You pervert!”

She clears her throat, looking like a Disney villain with her curly hair, shiny eyes, and bold red lipstick, giving off a vibe that screams, "Fuck me now." Suddenly, Olvia’s words pop into my head: Her face and those wet legs... damn, I’m getting hard. I’ve never compared any women before, but ever since Olvia came into my life, every other woman just seems so unattractive to me.

"And tell me about her parents." "Her dad is a middle-class businessman and her mother is a homemaker." "Any siblings she has?" "Yes. One jealous elder sister Eleanor who hates her beyond anyone's imagination." "Why is that?" "Because she believes that Elina took everything from her including their parents' love soon after she came in the world even Eleanor's ex-fiance also adores and supports Elina more than the cause of her kindness."

Brittany said as she looked at me with pout. Sounds as ridiculous as your pout! "Whatever I don't care! Let's go." I said as I wiped her lipstick that was smudge over my lips. ____________________ ~ Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh

"Look Olivia, I don't want you to keep treating me as you please, from now on for you, I'm your love, if you don't treat me that way, your life will become torture, the simple act of breathing will become costly, did you hear me?" "I just don't want to, damn it, I don't want to!" "Olivia started crying, there were a lot of people in the cemetery, so it was very normal to find a crying scenario, that's why I went unnoticed. "Don't cry!" Or else it will be your mother who will pay for them. Why don't you understand? "I hate you, I hate you!" If one day I tell you my love, it will be because you simply threaten me, but listen to me well, you will never be my true love.

Genevieve repeated, taking another step closer. “I did for a long time. I hated you for everything you did to me—for taking Roman, for hurting me, for trying to ruin my life. But I’ve realized something, Olivia. Carrying all that hate… it doesn’t hurt you. It only hurts me. And I don’t want to live like that anymore.” Olivia stared at her, her expression unreadable. For a moment, the room was silent except for the faint hum of the night outside. Then she asked, her voice tinged with disbelief,

Olivia’s head whipped to the side, glasses flying off. Olivia tried to say something but Ariana wasn’t done. She slapped her again, harder, tears streaming down her own cheeks now as she jabbed a finger in Olivia’s stunned face. “I know you’re nothing but a shameless bitch,” Ariana hissed, voice shaking with years of pent-up hate. “I know you’d sell out the person you call your best friend without blinking. But don’t think everyone’s as disgusting as you. That man you claim I hid, worked for the person who murdered my mother. He was my mother’s lover…destroyed my family, my home…and you think I’d hide him? Are you out of your mind? Or are you just trying to kiss my father’s ass by turning me