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I braced for a news link, a police report, a photo of a wrecked car. What loaded was a gallery of Olek. Shirtless. Dozens of pictures. Gym mirror selfies, bathroom selfies, pictures where he was flexing so hard his veins looked ready to pop. His pants were slung low on his hips in every single one. I stared, my brain short-circuiting. "Olivia," I said, the sweet tone straining at the edges. "What the fuck is this?" "I am making a profile on a dating site. A premium one. For wealthy American women who appreciate a real man. I cannot decide which photo makes me look most… approachable, yet dominant. You are a woman. You will know."

It was ridiculous how much they made her happy. Lydia, one of my ex’s, had never been like this. She was impossible to impress. A tour of Pyros Village wouldn’t have even made her blink. She preferred yachts, exotic islands, diamonds, lots of them. But Olivia? She was now crouched in front of a turtle, staring at it like it was the most significant thing she’d ever seen. I watched as she quickly whipped out her small camera, taking pictures with a beaming smile. “Christian,” she called, beckoning me over with a flick of her fingers, her gaze still fixed on the small screen. “Come take a look at this.

She's an influencer, as she likes to call it, with three thousand followers. "Eww, Nat, too much information," Fiona exclaimed in disgust. "Thank you for your service, Nat; I hope we can get something good out of this." Olivia who's currently single because her boss, with whom she had frequent encounters, finally chose his wife over her, and she now works for a much younger one she's still trying to seduce, but in the end... he turned out gay. Fiona linked her arms with me, and together, we skipped the long line, and Natasha showed the security a bunch of tickets which I assumed were for us. He inspected and counted it before nodding and letting us in. Olivia and Natasha squealed before they

and almost at the finish line! With a few more suckles and thrusting of my finger, she finished crying so loud, that I pressed her mouth with my free hand! Once she was done I kneeled on the bed in between her legs. I fondled her mounds with one hand and worked on my almost throbbing length with the other and with a loud groan, I spilled the liquid on her abdomen! “I could have helped you with that you know!” she said shyly blushing! ‘Shit!’ I cursed in my mind! Only if I knew that Olivia had the knowledge already, it would have been a greater pleasure! She must have learnt from watching the 18+ webseries as she would say!

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Soft jazz drifted through hidden speakers while the floor moved upward almost silently beneath their feet. Ruby finally looked at Olivia fully. “How do you know all this stuff?” Olivia hesitated for a moment before smiling to herself. “Because I’m involved with someone here.” Ruby blinked. “Like… dating someone?” “More than dating.” Olivia leaned casually against the wall. “Submitting.” Ruby stared at her. “You’re serious?” “Very.” The confession didn’t shock Ruby nearly as much as how calm and comfortable Olivia looked saying it. Olivia continued softly, “I’m seeing one of the Leather Brothers.”

caption, a verified account quoted him with the text, “How shameless!” Nathaniel almost exploded in rage. When he checked out the verified account’s profile, it riled him up even more because it belonged to none other than Olivia! Olivia had used her real name as her username, and her introduction read, “A past research assistant at MN Inc. and a current research assistant at Rebirth.” Olivia enjoyed sharing cosmetics and skincare advice in her free time. With a couple hundred thousand subscribers, she had the makings of a successful beauty vlogger. She was able to escalate this war using her popularity due to the uniqueness of her identity.

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.

Now, she was trying hard to remember Olivia’s Gram username as she opened the app. Finding her step-sister was not a hard task, much to Flora’s surprise. It turned out Olivia was some kind of upcoming social media influencer, with over twenty thousand followers and counting. Ironically, her username was your-pinkest-angel. Flora could not stop her laughter as she saw the bow and pink heart emojis next to the words. If only her followers knew she was certainly no angel.

"Head girl and head boy for 148th batch of camp ATLANTIS will be the team leaders of team............LEO!!!!!!!!" This is the worst.... worst day of my life. This is too much. Nothing seems right on me. And this time even Zayn could not hide his dismay. I saw him clenching his fist from the corner of my eyes.