Olivia Rodrigo Gif Novels & Stories

What hope did I have if any, that the prince would look my way if women like her were always around him? “Mind your business Rodrigo, a slave should have no business poke-nosing in elite matters, that's how slaves get their noses sliced right off,” Olivia spat acidly, baring her teeth as her eyes flicked from the woman I could feel standing behind me to my face, the hate in her pea-black eyes surprising me enough that I backed away as she stormed past, knocking her shoulder painfully into my collarbone. “What the hell was that?” Lori whispered fiercely as she strutted over to me with Anya’s hand laced through hers, her caramel brown eyes widened with what I was beginning to think looked more

I didn’t want to make either of us any more nervous than it needed to be. Oliver eventually finds the zip and pulls it down at lightning speed, trying to make up for lost time, swearing as I step out of tonight's outfit, revealing a very naked self. I couldn’t even wear a bra with this dress. I had to go all out. “You need a spanking for this,” he grumbles, running his hands through his hair, trying to control himself. I don’t need control. I need him. Oliver yanks off the rest of his pants before I can pull him back into a deep kiss, hoping that he’ll see that right now he’s all I need.

And, when I had let her know, Olivia's eyes had beamed with excitement and understanding, begging me to let her experiment as well. Unfortunately, Jonny had decided to show up and tried to open the door. At least we'd been smart enough to lock it, which gave us plenty of time to get ready and try to look relatively normal. “What are you thinking about?” Olivia's question brought me back to reality. "The first time I saw these beauties.” I answered taking my hands to her breasts to caress them over her shirt, fortunately, the bra was in absence. "Excellent memory.” She agreed with a breathless laugh "But I think there is something to celebrate today...”

I said and they all looked a bit shocked "Lei è brava. Non rovinare tutto questa volta. Farà una bella Rodriguez," Javier said (Translation-"She's a good one. Don't fuck it up this time. She'll make a fine Rodriguez,) Alex just smiled and wrapped his arm around me. "So Olivia how many languages do you know?" Hunter asked "Russia, German, Italian, Portuguese, Spanish, Arabic, Bulgarian, Polish, Danish, English, and Afrikaans," I said "Damn that's a lot," Max said

"What the fuck, man?" Ethan glared at him. "It wasn't me." "Oh, let me tell you," I volunteered. Everyone looked at me. And for the first time in what felt like forever, I actually wanted to tell a funny story. My mood had shifted the moment Olivia appeared on that rooftop with my godson. I wasn't stupid enough to believe the pain was gone. It wasn't. It was still there, buried beneath the laughter, waiting for some memory to bring it rushing back. Maybe tonight.

“I’ll be back. Until then, be an awesome Luna and lead your pack. You’ll do great.” I sniffled and wiped my tears. “You really are awesome.” I replied. Olivia whipped her short hair over her shoulder dramatically. “I know, I’m such a fucking Dalai Lama.” She joked. “Same wisdom, just more swear words.” I giggled while Olivia nodded to Alessandro. “You take care of her.” She said. Alessandro nodded. “I will.” Something glittered in Olivia’s eyes. “Oh I know you will.” She said. “If you don’t, I’ll shave your eyebrows off and tell everyone that wants to listen that you have a wiener the size of a peeled crayfish, is that clear?”

Ariel asked and she nodded. "Singapore way tommorow " Olivia replied excitedly. "I just hope they like me " she replied. "Ofcourse , Ive told them about you already and they can't wait to meet you " Miguel said. "Are you sure ?!" Olivia asked. "Ofcourse , " he replied. "Why are you being worried , " Ariel asked "What's there not to love about you " Ariel said and Xavier cleared his throat and they all turned to looked at him "Dude !" "Babe !!"

I pushed forward, trying to make my way toward Greta, but my eyes remained glued to the horrifying scene unfolding on the screen. In the live stream, Olivia scrambled backwards on the floor, her eyes wide with terror as Teodoro stalked toward her. He said something—his mouth moving in sharp, angry shapes—but there was no audio. Then he kicked her. Hard. The room collectively gasped as Olivia's body jerked under the force of the blow. She cried out, clutching her abdomen, but Teodoro didn't stop. He kicked her again, this time in the chest, sending her sprawling onto her side.

Juki can open their eyes about Olivia, who has always been a big liar. " You are here " Yusa was surprised when he saw Roger in front of his eyes observing Yusa's appearance from top to bottom. "Ohhh so those two parents are Olivia's parents, your ex-fiancé who slept with me?!" Yusa grabbed Roger's shirt collar but Roger let go of Yusa's grip and immediately spat on his shirt.

Holding her down, I crane my neck and look back at the door to find Olivia coming with the strong rope in her hand. When she notices me on top of Miracle, she stiffens, her eyes narrowing down to glare at me. I can’t care less right now. “ Bring the fucking ropes here already! ” I scoff, my head beginning to hurt due to all this drama. Miracle’s endless resistance is getting on my nerves and the tingles shooting throughout my body are making me want to pull away as soon as possible. I don’t want to lose my mind and the ultimate control. Olivia grits her teeth, her eyes flashing red like she is hungry for blood. Slowly, she walks toward me and helps me tie Miracle’s hands behind her back.