Olivia Taylor Dudley Hot Novels & Stories

Then she smiled, as though trying to wash away her obvious expression. “Tyla,” She purred as she tilted her head. “It is nice seeing you in a place like this. I must admit, you look quite… different. I suppose being with a rich bedwarmer does something to a woman’s wardrobe.” I didn't answer. I walked straight to the sink, turning on the faucet to wash my hands as if she weren't even standing there. Olivia’s smile tightened, her fingers gripping her designer purse a little harder as she stepped closer, flaunting herself.

“Don’t start with the I’m tired shit. Sit down. Spill. Right. Now.” Olivia dropped onto the couch beside her, pressing her palms over her face. “I went to his house.” Daniela clapped so loud it startled her own cat off the armchair. “Okay, wait, wait, wait!” she tucked her legs under her, already squealing. “Details. Don’t you dare hold out on me.” Olivia peeked through her fingers, cheeks burning. “It was… Dani, it was insane. I had three orgasms. Three.”

Noah looked as if he’d rather be anywhere but there, but he was still there, standing by his sister and ready to fight her battles. He was admittedly handsome, but he looked just as mean as Daisy described him, and I suddenly felt bad that she was tied to someone like him. Which reminded me, I needed to help her too. But I wasn’t even sure where to begin with that. “Judy Montague is a nobody orphan and doesn’t deserve to be our luna!” Olivia shouted. Gavin’s growl was fierce, and it sent a chill down my spine. “Stop the car,” he ordered Taylor between his teeth.

Dolly returned it sweetly. “Let's eat, Dolly. I know you're starving,” Olive said and pulled Dolly along back to the sofa. They sat down and opened the noodle cups. As Olive was picking up her chopsticks, she saw a photograph under the glass table. She bent over and picked it. It was Dolly and a young man. A man she knew very well. “Oh, that's Jonathan,” Dolly said with a smile at the picture. Like it was alive. Olive gulped down painfully as she stared at the smirking face of the man in the picture.

“Sure. He just said something that made me pissed off. But who cares. He's just an idiot. I'm happy he's dating Maddie anyways. No girl deserves his love. But since Maddie is evil too. They're a better couple. Two fools.” We both laughed. “Oh. There's Trevor over there.” Olive said and my smile faded immediately. “Huh?” My eyes widened. “Where, Olive? Where?” “Six o’clock.” I turned to the entrance and I turned into a statue. I was frozen on the spot, staring. No. Not just me and Olive. Everyone. He wasn't alone. He was with someone and that someone was Lydia. She was in a tight revealing dress. White. Her hair was styled updo, falling to her back.

Curiosity got the best of me and like a little child I tried to peek over Narissa’s shoulder, to see who this person was. Green Blue eyes stare back at me, his golden-honey hair slicked back, and his chin covered in a faint that cut nicely along his jawline forming into a smirk as I assessed him. Oliver freaking Steward… Boy, did he clean up good. When I saw him last a few hours ago he was covered in dirt, blood, and a whole heap of other stuff that I barely recognized him. The eyes, his eyes confuse me, I couldn’t place why they look so familiar before, maybe it’s the mate bond playing tricks on me, but his eyes, I know I’ve seen them before.

Olly's lips curling into a mocking grin. "I'm here to see Olivia." Madame and Olly exchanged a look, and Olly's gaze shamelessly roamed my body. "Are you here to see Olivia, or has Axton kicked you out? Your bed is still empty." "I'd rather die than work for you." "She still has that sharp tongue of hers," Olly said to Madame, sharing a conspiratorial smirk. "You should be lucky Axton is fucking you. Else I'd have given you a little discipline with my cock shoved down your throat."

“Look at mah bum. Look at mah bum. Look at mah big, big bum.” Dudley got up to nine stones before they fell, quite an achievement. He leaned back with his eyes tightly closed, and roared at the sky. “Arghhh! It’s not fair! I want to see her big, sexy bum!” Flossie stopped and turned around, her face flushed beetroot-red. Dudley opened his eyes and looked at her. She made a ‘yeep’ sound and ran away. “What?” Dudley looked at the rest of us. “Where is she going?”