The Olympian Affair Novels & Stories

“I concur.” Jim Zabinsky and Olympias White, both of the event’s main characters, sat on the side and gazed at each other with speechless dismay. “Tyr, you are not my mother! You are not qualified to make the call for my life event!” Olympias glared at Tyr and chided viciously. “Hey… Am I not doing this for your good?” “Just leave me alone.” Suddenly, Olympias’s mood became slightly off, and she ran out of the room straight away. Seeing this, Tyr, Clifford, and others were dumbfounded.

"You want me too, don't you? This afternoon, when you caught me watching—what were you doing with your hand under that desk?" She flashed that wicked grin again, her perfume intoxicating. I couldn't exactly tell her I'd been playing with her daughter. So I played along. "Rough day. I just... let off some steam looking at you." She laughed, low and throaty. "Oh yeah? Well, now I'm right here in your arms. Don't you want to really let off some steam?" She peeled off my shirt, revealing my chest. That's when I saw it. Through the crack in the doorway, Jean was hiding behind the door, watching us. Her hand was moving between her legs.

"Could you tell us a brief overview about the movie?" "Olympians are those athletes who compete in an olympic games. But in this movie, the participants were not athletes. And most especially, the participants won't compete in the olympic games... and are not competing with each other for a gold medal. Participants are selected by the game master, and the selected people are those beggars in the street.” Marco said. He played the role of the antagonist. “Are the participants street beggars?”

DACIANA'S POV "Hmmm…" I groaned as the heavy sound of the shut door rang in my head. The bullet that was shot at my feet scraped through and blood was dripping from my ankle. "My babies…" I said, in a low tone. My eyes were shutting but then I clawed at the ground. I could not even summon the courage to stand upright and in the next second, I passed out on the hard floor. Three hours later, my eyes opened up and I was met with darkness.

Meanwhile, reporters were busy aiming their cameras and microphones at the podium. As I cut the ribbon alongside Germovia's executives, a sudden uproar broke out from the crowd below. "Logan!" Fiona's shout pierced my eardrum like a poisoned arrow. She pushed through the crowd, her dress crumpled like a forgotten rag. Bloodshot veins streaked across her eyes. The security guards quickly restrained her, but she thrashed violently in response. "Let me go! He's my husband!" The crowd gasped in shock and disbelief.

I was a punching bag that they couldn't help. Months have passed, I delivered our daughter. Nick was better and accepted the fact that she was her daughter. My parents still doesn't know about what I have suffered from the hands of my husband. I endure the pain for the sake of my daughter. Days, weeks and months gone so fast and my daughter is already a year old. We were happy but my sense of fulfillment is no longer there. I was heaving for something and I wanted to achieve that. My perspective in life has been altered. Althea, my daughter, has been playing with Nick's phone and accidentally opened a message conversation. I was shocked to have read my husband's affair with another woman.

Damien Sterling occupied his modern, towering office, the Manhattan skyline spreading out in front of him in a stunning display of illumination. The glass walls mirrored the atmosphere in the room, his reflection calm and composed as usual. A multimillion-dollar merger faced imminent failure due to an unexpected scandal at its center—one that prominently involved his name and Ava Rossi’s in the headlines.

“Another round for you two?” “Yes.” Wren and I answered at the same time. I cleared my throat and Wren looked away. “Your turn, Cath. What’s going on with West?” I tried to think of the best way to describe it. “Well, I told you about the stunt he pulled at my office. I was planning on calling him when I got home and tearing him a new one.” Wren and I both laughed before I continued. “But when I got home, he was there waiting at my door.” I kept my eyes on the bowl of bar nuts. I felt like if I looked at Wren, I wouldn’t be able to keep talking.

the chief said, “dad, that will not happen, I had a sealed marriage agreement with Aries, and I will never breach the agreement, and for Fathia, I won't take any responsibility for her pregnancy, let her go, and find solutions to her problems with the money that I paid her,” Fred said,

"I'm the Director of UNCADTAR's paramilitary response's division. Or as I like to call it, Olympus." Megan didn't know how to respond and she froze for some seconds. The covert affairs, the environment, Olympus; they were just too much information for her mind to process all at once and she feared that she might pass out from the weight of it. Dennis didn't giving her the chance to faint though, or to relax for that matter as he took her hand just then and forced her back to the present when he turned and begun to walk with her in tow; she having to shake herself off to keep up with him.