So, the title said meet Olga, well then here I am. I'd describe myself as a beautiful young woman (not at all bragging, just stating facts) dark hair, pale skin, full kissable lips. You would see me dressed in knee-length designer dresses, high heels, and let down hair, probably with a small encrusted diamond hairpin on it. It defines my heiress-ness, but my daily style is way more fun and loving, definitely not a bratty style of myself. Are you sure you still want to read my story? Okay then, don't say that I didn't warn you. So! For those who have known me from the previous story, let me welcome you to mine. I'd say it'll be the best story that the Author will ever write, but hey...I'm biased, this is MY story. And I haven't told her everything to write, including the ending. So...yeah, we will see. First of all, let me tell you all about my childhood. From the previous story, you all know that I'm Nikolai's pretty little sister. Well...you're not mistaken, I am pretty but I'm

"Nikolai!! Brother! You promised!" I stomped my feet in exaggeration.Nikolai said that he would take me to my friend's pool party. I finally gave up, and put my hands up in defeat.This was my last year before I go to college. I was desperately filling my calendar with all the senior party I could attend before I need to study hard in college.I had always been a very committed person in my studies, and at that moment all my grades were out and I was set, done, and already had my early acceptance to my choice of college. The furthest one obviously.I had my mindset on living away from them, I didn't care whether I was going to live at the campus dormitory or at a nearby apartment complex. I just need to breathe, cause I was suffocating from all the guards and the rules.Stomping my feet I decided to flaunt my new black bikini, out by the pool where all the guards could see my barely adult

You'd think that Megan might get tired of me right? Well, that too made me confused. See, I'm very loveable after all. Or maybe because she just finds me bearable? meh...But yeah... Megan continues on being my rock all throughout the years. We had just finished our finals when on one particular night I asked her to accompany me to my favorite nightclub Player. She had always been a little socially awkward, and I do love her too much to have a good time without her. We were done with our finals, but she keeps on studying, while I kept on telling her to have fun."Olga, you should really hang with other trust fund kids..." that was what she would say every time I hit her nerve, just because she wanted to study."No! I want you! Don't you get it Megs, you're my rock." I hugged her tightly until she finally laughs, and tumble down to the bed with me. "Oh, Megan...you stud

Luka's POVShe was even more beautiful than I remembered. Her curves were more define, her working attire should be banned. I had seen more revealing short skirts from the ladies at the reception area. But her pants were wrapping her slender legs and showing off her ass deliciously. She was wearing a sexy top that was covered by her suit jacket. I couldn't help myself from teasing and twisting her words. She was looking flustered, and a bit uncomfortable with the situation. But she was handling it well, her words were on point as she kept concentrating on my file.Damn, she's very good.She asked all the right questions, probing me to answer her while she was writing on her pad. Then it finally got to the point, where I was telling her about my parents. It shocked me as to why I even decide to share this information. I was trying to keep my emotion in contro

"Damn woman, who slap your ass and made you all red in the face?" Megan greeted me as she opens the door. She was already in her pajamas, it was barely nine in the evening."I need to slap some nerdy ass if you really must ask. That Luka guy, do you remember him? Oh...fuck Megan, where are all the good stuff?" I demanded while scavenging her kitchen cabinet."And why are you in your pajamas already? Let's go...you can't expect me to be this upset and not sterilized myself with some fine alcohol...let's get you to my level, we will let Jack pamper us with his signature drinks." I was scavenging Megan's drawers looking for the perfect little dress for her."A ha!! Found it!" I throw the dress and told her to go get changed."I'm calling our ride," I said, as she eventually relents and does as I wish.I'm very proud of my Megan, she had come a long way. Now she just needs to find herself a ma