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she muttered badly know he must have seen her with the guys, mainly with Jordan touching her and he got jealous. "First of all on your knees baby doll," the man muttered with a sinister smirk, Olivia scanned his face. His lips, his eyes. She knew she had no way out. "I won't say it twice, strip down and get on your knees…right now," his voice was husky and carried authority. Olivia managed to get out of his grasp and stepped backwards.

Emily, still worried, said, "That’s true, but as far as I know, Mr. Taylor is pretty strict with Olivia. If he finds out she’s been living with Allen, he might be furious." "Mr. Taylor has known for a while now." Emily’s eyes widened in shock. "What?!" Mr. Satan continued walking with her into the hall. "He’s an experienced businessman. There’s no way he wouldn’t notice Allen’s intentions. Olivia’s the only one who didn’t realize it. But thanks to your help last time, their relationship is now official. We’re just waiting for their wedding invitations." As they talked, Mr. Satan led her into the hall. The place was beautifully decorated, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere—not too formal

Glen replied. As Dean started whipping the eggs with milk, he wondered when they’d hear something from the kidnapper. When and how they would get proof of life? Would a picture appear via a text message on Olivia or Dean’s phone? Had the caller been authentic? Maybe it really was a hoax, but if so, what had happened to Eli? If he focused on them, he’d go insane. The eggs were in the pan when Olivia arrived downstairs. She’d showered and changed her clothes and her hair was neatly tied back in a bun. She wore a pair of jeans and a white blouse with a smart camel-colored blazer. She looked strong and in control.

“Like what?” Tessa challenged. “What exactly do you want to watch instead?” “I don’t know,” Isabella admitted, flopping down on the couch beside Olivia. “Just something new. Something exciting.” She turned to Olivia with pleading eyes. “Liv, please tell Tess we cannot watch Outlander again tonight.” Olivia chuckled softly and lifted both hands in surrender. “Nope,” she said. “I’m staying out of this one. You two can settle it yourselves.”

Beyond that was the creak of tree branches and the occasional call of an owl. On the other side of Claudia’s bed, Olivia just seemed to stare into space. She was a woman of exceptional beauty, but I knew she thought, quiet rightly, that her understanding of the Luna’s position was her greatest strength. I admitted I was proud she was my son’s wife, though I certainly had nothing to do with it.

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.

Olivia wanted to maintain her mother's approval, so she mimicked Reuben’s demeanor, acting as if they were acquaintances rather than adversaries. Their eyes locked, and with a sharp gasp, Olivia felt Reuben let her hand go quickly, not wanting to draw attention from anyone around them. David, Reuben's father, cleared his throat and said, "And this is Melissa, Reuben's girlfriend." Olivia turned to gaze at Melissa, a stunning woman she hadn’t recognized before. Standing before her, it was clear why she commanded attention; Melissa had that kind of beauty that lit up a room, making everyone stop and stare.

She felt Stark naked under those dark eyes. She couldn't give him the satisfaction of believing she was afraid of him. Furthermore, she smiled cutely, accentuating the faint dimples spotted on her cheeks. Olivia was eighteen, yet her good looks and figure could put her fellow girls into shame. Hair wavy and brown, eyes large and white like that of a puppy, porcelain skin smooth as jade, busty and tiny waist swaying down to a curvy and plump hips. All these were followed with smooth long legs.

The nerve of the devil, she scoffed as she almost spat in disgust on the plush rug, “Get out.” “Why?” He asked, “You’ve basically seen my naked body, you know everything about me— “I know nothing about you.” She cut him off abruptly. Alex paused a moment, then pushed away the bed covers and started to walk towards her. He was clad in only sleeping shorts, his perfect physique on full display which threw Olivia off for a moment. For a man so evil, he was undeniably sexy. “Wh…what are you doing?” Olivia stuttered as backed up until she was against the chest of drawers, Alex moved in even closer until both faces were just less than an inch apart.

Chapter twenty-three As Claudia hugged me she asked, "Have you told him yet?" "I wanted to but then he proposed. I'm doing it tonight or tomorrow," I said She smiled and nodded her head before kissing my head and pulling away. "Who the gold digger?" A girl asked standing at the door "She's not a gold digger. This is Olivia the girl I talked about," Claudia said "Oh, you mean the nanny who got in your son's pants?" The woman who held Emily said