Possessive Series Ream Oliveros Novels & Stories

I added. "Understood," Oscar, the driver, replied as the car started moving. ---- AT SYLVESTRE MANSION **Demetri's POV** The smell of old whiskey and cigar smoke filled the air as I walked into the private bar of the Sylvestre estate. The dim lights created long shadows on the shiny marble floor, but I quickly noticed the lone person sitting at the counter. Marcus. This is the first time I've seen him smoke a cigarette.

I slowly turned to Luis who had a satisfied grin on his face. “I wish you all the best, enjoy.” “Can I have your dogs?” I stared at him with bloodshot eyes. “Easy, easy, I'm just joking.” He said with a smile. “You better be. Losing my title to you doesn't mean I'll lose my profits to you. You need to get your own. Only the Sango owned properties would be transferred to you, not my hard earned properties.” “Okay, okay, jeez relax man. It just a shame that your wife got away, she was such a beautiful beautiful girl, almost like a magnolia in May.

There were seven girls for them to select from, and Samantha swallowed hard as the first old man approached her. He even touched her face, and instinctively, Samantha closed her eyes as he leaned in to smell her neck, causing her knees to weaken. Samantha wanted to curse him for his actions, but fear still held her back. "Mr. Chaves, you know the deal, payment first before anything like that," said a man named Ace. He was also the boss, but someone higher up was orchestrating all these illegal activities. "Haha... I know, it's just that she looks so beautiful and fresh, but I'll look at others first," said the old man, walking away and stopping next to Gwen.

Keyleth stayed a seat after father’s, occupying the farthest chair, and leaving the one closest to me. Fucking great. “Oliver,” Father's voice carried a tone of authority. Deep and commanding. His arms extended to the wolven beside him, “ Meet Reuel Jalara. The Alpha of the Skylarron pack.” My gaze flew to the red haired wolven seated beside him. He too, carried an atmosphere of authority. His ember eyes locked on mine and I noticed his jaw tighten as he looked me over. A slight nod of his head in my direction, that he acknowledged my strength and my physical features, was the only thing he gave away. “You are a fine young man, Oliver.” Alpha Reuel stretched his hands, offering a hand shake.

Yes sir if you need me just yell. Feeling frustrated I sit down and drink some scotch thinking how I'm going to get Star without anyone seeing. Star all I know is you will be mine no matter how long it takes you will be my queen and give me my heir, and we will rule the underworld together controlling every supernatural being and human around here once in for all. Julius POV

"You're not going to get what you want." "You're not going home," he says flatly. "You're all the same. You, my father, fucking Dimitri DiFronzo... you think you can just give somebody something and let them have it and use it and believe it's theirs forever. Then you rip it out of their hands again, just because you feel like it. Well, that's not happening." Oliver goes back to his tool bag and pulls out a coiled rope. I don't think that's a tool bag, not really. Because why the fuck does he have rope in it?

“Remember that we’ll have Livie's little brother besides that we don’t have the legal age.” "For the first you get a babysitter and for the second you get... these beauties.” He said, showing some false IDs "They gave them to me last night, I didn't know the name of your former older brother-in-law, therefore, his name will be Rico Ruiz, I hope he has a Latin face.” "Hmm…” I think I forgot to tell you that Olivia's mother was Spanish. "Was that what the photos were for?" "Exactly, by the way.” he started smiling "Welcome to the best trip of your fucking life. It'll be the bomb!"

Haya argued as she cried. Ms. Gomez and Mr. Reyes, upon hearing Haya's clarification. Haya knelt down crying as she tightened up about what they would agree on. "Divide on the off chance that we're coming clean, would you be able to tell us who the scroll belongs to?" Mrs. Gomez asked. "I don't know Maam who it came from. Just someone threw that paper at me." Haya replied as she cried. He groaned before saying, "Anyway, Mr. Reyes, what's the matter with you? Is it safe to say he's coming clean?"

“If you haven’t noticed, I’m fairly good at coaxing people. I could tame even the most ruthless easily.” Oliver’s stern look falters and his smile threatens to come to the surface once again. He struggles to keep it contained as he mumbles, “ya got that right.” His words get a glare from Carden. What the hell is up with those two? I ignore them and turn back to Rossi, who waits patiently. She strides down the aisle leading me further into the shop.