Sober Olivia Rodrigo Novels & Stories

Olivia The female lead The wife to Antonio Austin's ex lover Carries a dark secret within her Brown skinned, has cobalt blue eyes, she has a figure that could knock every man out, a little plump in size, has a height 5.8Inch, weighs 60kg and also gets highly scared on hearing the word "secret" 27years old Owns an NGO and runs charity organizations Depends on Antonio and not yet established Loves children and animals Gets betrayed by her own sister and best friend, escaping death from countless enemies for the sake of love, fights a battle between a lie and truth

Olivia replied, "I was sunbathing and drinking, I didn't realise how drunk I had gotten but I was... oh god, Maya I can't talk about this with you, he's your son." "Just tell me. You've been fucking him, serving him, so talking about him is mild in comparison." Maya barked back in a dominant tone which frightened Olivia. She looked to the ground and fiddled with her fingers nervously. "While I was drunk, I was... kind of showing off my body, enjoying the attention," Olivia admitted, "Then he came round where we flirted, although I seem to remember he had a video of me doing it." "Did he blackmail you?" Maya asked, again angered as if towards her son.

Tj came again with a mini medicine and he suggested that I drink it faster, he was the one who makes the medicine after all. He also gave me a water bottle so I gladly received it. I drink the medicine with a smile on my lips. How can you smile at what happened to you, Olivia? Shut up, I'm safe with them. My phone rang off and Meggay's eyes darted before holding it to me. Nurse Santos My mother slips off to my mind because of the past events so I answer it quickly. "Hello?" "Hi, Is this Olivia Avery de honor?" She asked. "Yes, why?"

It was my liquor and yet he had the audacity to ignore me. “We have a problem. Or shall I say, Olivia has a problem or might have a problem.” Shit! how the fuck would he know that?

Marcus was astonished by the sudden change in her reaction, for a moment he felt she forgive him and the next she ran refusing him. Olivia directly ran into the bathroom and soaked herself in the bathtub filled with cold water just to chill her horny desires. After her body calms down, she thought of the mission she is on. "You can't fall in love Olivia you are on a mission, I have to accomplish my mission at the earliest." she kept murmuring to herself. she came out of the bathtub, dried herself and put on the cotton midi just to relax so that she can plan.

I whisper and face the bridge. I took a deep breath and rubbed my hide-away before I cried, “Ma'am Helena Mirenda, I am Olivia, a close person to your child, do I just want you to feel that way in heaven?” “Olivia?” Hector's sambit but I kept shouting, “ Hector, he's big and a nice FBI angent, he's so handsome and especially smiling, he's ok but I know he still hurts whenever you think, pwedi ho make her feel that she is not guilty of the flood---” Hector held my arm upsang to stop me and when I confronted her I saw the tilt tears in his eyes so I continued.

They were sick of the drama, but I don’t think it was going to end anytime soon. “Guys,” Olivia continued. “As you can see, the culprit isn’t remorseful. She doesn’t even care about the people she hurt.” She signaled the waitress to end the live stream. As soon as that was done, she dropped the pitiful act. The real Olivia Burke is standing in front of me now. “You’re such a sad loser,” she scoffed. “You know my father is rich and has so many connections, he could end your life if he chooses to.”

"Imagine that bastard calling his mistress's name. Right there. In front of you. His ex. Like you mean nothing. What do I expect, from a womanising man." I pressed my lips together, holding back the sting from his words but didn't take it Seoul m One of the reasons why I love and enjoy Olivia sincerely. She was smart and didn't sugarcoat things, and she never allowed anyone to mistreat the people she cared about. She didn’t just talk—she fought. Fiercely. Fearlessly. For herself, and for me. "Olive," I said, voice calm even though my chest was tightening, "I don’t know why he’s here. Honestly. He’s clearly drunk, and I doubt he even knows where he is right now. So whatever nonsense he’s sayi

The person he trusted all along turned out to be the one most likely to betray him. Elsewhere, Olivia, who has not stopped vomiting since last night, is now getting weaker, the back of her head hurts a lot, and so does her stomach, and her hands, and feet are no longer tied, she is also moved to a small cabin room, with a bathroom inside. But Olivia just lay on the floor and cried to herself.

she whispered. "What the fuck!" I screamed, the orange juice in my glass sloshing dangerously close to the rim. "Olivia!" "Wait," Becca leaned in, her eyes wide with a mix of horror and fascination. "What do you mean? How is it horrible? He’s a champion polo player!" Olivia sighed, clasping her hands tightly in her lap, her boho-chic rings clicking together. "His dick is small," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "And I... I never cum. Ever. It’s just five minutes of nothing and then he falls asleep."