All American Olivia の小説・ストーリー

“We live in the same hours, and it's’ surprising how rarely I get the chance to see you. “ Olivia says. “I am quite busy at the office. “ “Of course. Philip tells me the same. “ She looks marvellous as always. Olivia is wearing a creamy-coloured dress with nice, matching shoes, but not high- heels. Her hair has already been made and I catch the faint scent of her Chanel number 5 perfume. She is a classy woman, unlike the rest of the leeches here. “How have you been?” she asks as she goes to the armchair and closes the book she was reading. “I am pretty occupied with work and all that. “ “Did you hear about Dominic and Anastasia? “ She places her hand on her chest, “I mean, of course, you hav

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"Oh, I'm 20 but don't let my young age fool you. I've been told I'm very mature for my age." "I don't doubt that." I laughed. Olivia seemed really friendly and easy to be around. I was looking forward to seeing how we worked together. "Okay, so quite a bit of milk, 2 coffees and 4 sugars," Olivia stated as she watched me make myself a coffee. "Yup, that's right." I nodded and she seemed pleased that she learnt something. "Are you allergic to anything?" "Oh, uhm... bees and honey," I replied. "You're allergic to honey? That's so rare. I'm allergic to cats, which sucks because they're so cute."

Olivia startles me from my self-loathing. I wiped the tear from my cheek that I didn’t know had fallen until that moment. “Oh… um… yeah.” I try for a weak smile knowing it won’t reach my eyes. “I was just thinking about how beautiful Tala will look. I guess I got a little emotional is all.” Nice save! I think hoping she buys it. Yeah, not so much. I backtrack when I see Olivia wearing a skeptical look on her face. She wasn’t the Beta female to the Queen for nothing.

Mia's POV I cannot believe it is almost time for my children to attend university. The years have gone by so fast. This is the last year that the Twins are going to school. Next year, they will be leaving the house and going to university. The Twins have changed a lot. Oliver is a popular one. He is the captain of the football team. And Olivia is the quiet one. She is always on her computer. She wants to study computer science and is not as popular as her brother in school. Olivia is beautiful, and I know many boys in school want to date her, but she does not care about it. She does not want to be on the chair reading squad and thinks it is in vain. She does not like to hang out with popular

Olivia has changed her uniform to casual attire. She glances at herself in the mirror. She's not the elegant, expensive-dressed woman from last night, nor is she the casually dressed boutique type like Ayeleen earlier this afternoon. However, she's not in shabby clothes either. Despite wearing affordable, off-the-rack clothes, Olivia is discerning in choosing fabrics and is adept at taking care of them.

Olivia had intended to challenge Lana, but she was taken aback when Lana proposed a bet. "What? Backing down now?" Lana's demeanor turned aggressive, her beautiful face etched with disdain. "Apologize to Chef Alan for your ignorance right now." Olivia, the only daughter of the Sockman family, had been sheltered by her parents and older brothers since childhood. When had she ever faced such humiliation? "Why should I apologize?" Olivia continued to argue defiantly. "I haven't done anything wrong!"

Ollie placed her hand over mine and squeezed it letting me know she still cares. “Jane, we have been friends for years." Olivia sighed. "We are two peas in a pod and I was always honest with you,as long as I have known you, I have been an open book and you always knew everything about me even down to the underwear I wear.” I felt the urge to hide in a dark corner but I couldn't because Olivia was still talking. "You know everything about me, Jane. My past, present and future. You know I want to go to Arizona university and you also know about my problems.”

I might as well try and stop my heart from beating on its own. Olivia Radcliffe is a total sex pot. Eighteen years old, she should be modeling in Europe or lounging in the sun in a mansion in Los Angeles. Her I*******m account is private, which I’m sure is a result of her bAnatoliging to one of the richest families in America, but if it wasn’t, she’d have tens of millions of followers.