Olivia Rodrigo Happier Novels & Stories

Olivia waited for Liam to say something, but that didn't happen because Liam refused to say anything, and she just frowned. Even though Mr. Rodrigo had come, he was against the idea of asking for Liam forgiveness. After all there was nothing Liam could do to them, he was just a CEO of a company, while his family was one of the wealthiest and influential families in the world, they owned multiple big companies, so he wasn't really afraid of Liam. The only reason he came with his wife was because she insisted, and also he was curious to see if Liam had really become the CEO of multiversal studios. "Can't you let it go for me? Please, I know they made your life miserable, but spare them, I'm as

It's everywhere and the media's going crazy. A wave of relief washed over me, mixed with an unexpected surge of excitement. I read the message twice, absorbing every word, and felt an almost giddy feeling bubble up in my chest. I scrolled through my feed and the excitement I felt only multiplied. Of course, there were mixed reactions, some pretty much upsetting, but a couple other comments boosted my mood. Olivia was free—for now, at least. And more than that, she was finally stepping out from under Teodoro's shadow, choosing to stand on her own. It felt monumental, like the first light breaking after a storm.

I was happy for her, finally my friend had found someone who made her eyes sparkle. - Funny you should say that Oliviah - she said smiling - When you say Miguel, your eyes light up too.... - Never! - I frowned - "Never, you're just like Rebeca, you know very well that Miguel will never come again. - Ahaaam... But you can have sex right?! - I got nervous - It's written on your forehead "I had sex with Miguel Henrique, my ex's hottie". - "No...no!...Well, it was only once - I pressed my lips together and she squinted - Okay, one and a half. It was a horny feeling and nothing more.

Rose said smiling kindly at Olivia. ‘Why is she so happy today?’ Olivia thought to herself. ‘Is it only because Olivia has not treated her badly yet? Is it because she has not refused to eat yet? Is it because she didn’t throw the food tray the moment it was placed on the table? Can these simple things make someone happy and bright?’

Jack's pov: Around six am, I got up bright and early! My head was busy replaying the events of last night. I was able to feel the warmth of Olivia once again when I hugged her. I could not get her out of my head but it felt impossible. I shook my head and went ahead to pack my suitcase as we had our flight back to LA in the afternoon. I could not believe it was the finally the day that this rollercoaster of a vacation was over! I did enjoy it a lot though despite the bumps on the road.

Rodrigo's countenance changed. What is going on here? Why does he feel they are not happy that he was going to be married simply because that person is not Camilla. "What sort of question is that? Nothing is going to happen to her and her kids. I can't remember having kids anywhere ok?" Rodrigo declared and gently kissed his niece's chin, placed her down to go to her mother. He stood up. "I have an important business to settle tonight" he declared and was going to stroll out with his long legs when Lola called:

“Are you nervous?” “Terrified,” Olivia answered for me. “I’m not terrified,” I argued, shaking my head. “Oh, please,” Olivia scoffed. “You’re marrying the most polished, most emotionally locked-down man on the planet. He loves you more than oxygen. That’s terrifying.” I groaned. “I’m fine.” “You deserve happy,” Helena murmured. “And today is nothing but happy.” Before I could respond, Olivia pressed a hand to her stomach. “Oh, no.”

"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.

Trace in her face that she feels excited about it as she tells me. “I'll be meeting the president tomorrow and I'll be taking my father's position finally !!!” he raised me again and embraced it so hard, he could hardly lose his fun, which made me feel better. How can I ruin this happiness he felt, you are so bad Olivia. “Are you proud of me, Olivia,” she asks, I look down on him, cupped his face and smile, “You don't know how proud I'm to you, it's beyond boundaries, Hector,” I said breathlessly.

Instead, a sudden, sharp pang of jealousy sliced right through her chest, taking her breath away. She knew exactly who Olivia was, and more importantly, what she was to Hunter. Olivia Rothschild was an internationally renowned, breathtaking A-list actress—and ironically, she had used to be one of Maya's absolute favorite celebrities until today. Months ago, back when Maya was still frantically begging Holiday for an exclusive interview and digging up every shred of research on the elusive Titans captain, she had uncovered the archives. She knew the whole history. Olivia was his ex. His high school sweetheart.