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THE BILLIONAIRE'S BIRTHDAY GIFT

THE BILLIONAIRE'S BIRTHDAY GIFT

"What do you think you're doing? Taking custody of my child? Come on, this was the reason behind my marriage to you, Sophia!" said Frank Williams in his cold and domineering voice, piercing his deathly eyes on her as she handed the signed divorce papers to him. Sophia Lorenzo thought she was signing a certificate of marriage on that altar, unknown to her that she was also signing up for a surrogacy and divorce on the same paper and altar. "Let me have my son and be with the woman I love," Frank said when their son clocked a month. "Who is this woman?" Sophia asked because she can't remember hearing of any woman in his life before her. What she doesn't know is that her perfect husband had been married to her best friend for three years before their first date. "Claire and I only needed a breeder; if not, you know I can never settle for less like you, Sophia!" Frank added, shattering Sophia's heart at every spoken word from his mouth. With a smashed and broken heart, Sophia had no option but to walk quietly out of a sweet marriage of two years without her son. Enraged and determined to reclaim her son while she gets her revenge, Sophia's last option was to reunite with her powerful father after two decades of being apart; then, she'll have all the power to deal with anyone to her satisfaction. "I'm sorry, Sophia. My life is nothing without you," Frank cried after years of merciless emotional torture from Sophia. With a smug smile at the remorseful man before her, Sophia flung her long, coily hair and asked, "If tables were turned around, tell me with all sincerity, would you have forgiven me as well, or would you do worse than I've done to you?"
Beat of Lies

Beat of Lies

Who is he? Why is he walking in my direction? I sighed as he pulled me towards him. My head hit his hard chest. My heart pounded even more as I inhaled and recognized his fragrant smell. Tears welled up in my eyes. My knees weakened that's why I clung to the t-shirt he was wearing. "T-tj?" I whispered between us. I stilled when he buried his face on my neck. He sniffed my neck up to my ear. I became even weaker and clung to his clothes tightly when he repeatedly doing that. His arms quickly wrapped around my waist and pulled me even closer to him. "Why? Why are you laughing with that boy? Why did you let yourself fantasizing him? What makes you fantasizing him? Why? Do you like him?" I stunned. _____________ What would you do, when you are suddenly trapped somewhere or We should say in a hospital? In a hospital that is not ordinary, but in a hospital where many secrets hidden. A BLOOD, In a family say's blood to blood, you are a family or by blood its say's, you are connected to each other. BUT in this story what is the connection of this 15 people who are trapped in the hospital? Are they connected to one another? How about the secret? In this 15 person, one of them know the secret, one of them is the pretender, one of them is the liar, one of them is the key, one of them are the dragger- dragger that brought them in that situation. AND WAIT!!!!! WHAT IF? What if the intruder is one of them?- In this 15 person, find out! But the BIG QUESTION is... Is he a boy? Or Is she a girl? Are you ready to face your fear? Meet this 15 people who are trapped in the hospital and try to find out who is the intruder.
Affair With My Uncle

Affair With My Uncle

"Peaches don't hold his hand, he used that for masturbation." I said that made Peaches broke her hold and blushed. Phillip glared at me and looked at Lady whose full attention was still on Kuya Allen. Ouchie twinnie. We didn't take much time in Bega Falls because we still need to climb again, good thing that Peaches and Mona helped us carry our bags while Phillip's carrying me on his back so I wouldn't get tired. Lady on the other hand, keeps on flirting with Kuya Allen whose just too kind to not ignore her. After a long way of climbing, we were back again on the road but this time Phillip was the one driving and we let Kuya Allen rest for a while. Were on our way to our next destination when Peaches' mom called and told her that Kuya Lucas got accident and she needs to get there ASAP, so we rode back to San Francisco instead. It was already nine on the evening when we arrived at home and everyones already asleep. I was wearing my usual pantulog, which is a dolphin shorts and a spaghetti strap shirt and went down to the kitchen to get my milk because I can't sleep. I opened the fridge and took out a box of fresh milk because I'm not into warm milk, then stayed there for a few minutes. I tapped my fingers on the kitchen bar and noticed that someone just came from outside using the backdoor, I looked at my surroundings and spotted the kitchen knife and hold it. I walked slowly until I was on the back of that someone and was about to stab him but then he turned around and shoved the knife off my hands. I shouted but he hastily covered my mouth with his left hand while this right arm encircled around my waist to prevent me from falling. This is too cliché for me. I kicked his balls that made him remove his grip on me. "F*ck!" He groaned. I immediately got the frying pan that was on my side all along but he caught both of my hands and pinned me on the wall. Sh*t! I can feel his bulged in between my thighs!
The Music Of The Love

The Music Of The Love

Hi, Im chenchen 17 years old simple girl but talented Transferee girl My first day in Luxwell university (private school) "She's ugly!" the students whispered when I entered the gate of Luxwell University "And the black yaks" added another while looking at me with a laugh All the students here were whispering but I just ignored it and continued walking to find my classroom 11 st. Augustine ABM I was in front of the classroom door and the teacher immediately saw me and knew that I was a transferee "Okay class, you have a new classmate" the teacher said to the students so they all looked at me "Pls come in" the teacher called so I entered with a nice smile to everyone I am a friendly person "Ugly!" said a man so everyone laughed You are handsome! "Quite class! Please introduce yourself ms." Ma'am said to me so I smiled before speaking "Hi everyone, im chenchen forteza happy to meet you all" I introduced myself but she kept whispering Bee! "You can take your seat Ms. Forteza, find a vacant seat" said ma'am and I looked for a seat and luckily there was an empty seat in the back so I sat down I was still quiet when a woman suddenly sat next to me, because the seat next to me was empty "Hello chenchen, Im kyla" he said smiling What does it need? Miraculously, he came to me "Oh hi?" I just said briefly "Come on, don't worry, I won't bite, I just want to be your friend" he said with a smile so I just nodded and we listened I found my first best friend in this school, she's Kyla Bernadette Sandoval, A talkative girl but pretty Oh dear! Even if I'm a transferee, I know if he's talkative, because it's obvious
Trapped By My Possessive Adoptive Brother

Trapped By My Possessive Adoptive Brother

For three years, seven-year-old Finley worshipped her adopted older brother, Hartley. He was her ultimate protector, the genius puppet master who taught her to rule her elite prep school. But the illusion of his love shattered completely in the school cafeteria. When a bully violently yanked Finley's hair, her primal rage took over. Instead of waiting for Hartley's calculated rescue, she fought back, tackling the boy and leaving herself covered in his blood and ketchup. When Hartley finally intervened, he didn't check if she was hurt. Seeing his pristine, carefully controlled possession acting like a feral creature terrified him. His absolute authority over her was slipping. In front of three hundred staring students, Hartley pointed a shaking finger at her torn clothes. "Look at what you're doing! How dare you let yourself become this messy? You are out of control, and I will not allow you to act like some wild, feral creature!" The words hit Finley with the physical force of a sledgehammer. The boy who wiped her tears and fed her candy wasn't a loving brother. He was a dictator, a warden who only cared about keeping his favorite toy perfectly on her strings. The public betrayal was absolute. Why did her safety have to come at the cost of her total submission? A broken sob tore from her throat as she violently slapped his reaching hand away. The blind worship was dead. As Finley turned and sprinted out of the cafeteria, the war to cut her strings officially began.
Marriage by Right

Marriage by Right

Ivory felt the cold air press against her face as she stormed through the door, her heart pounding in her chest. The deal was done. She had been forced into this. The years of rivalry between her family and Darius Quartz's had culminated in an arrangement neither of them had ever wanted. Yet here she was, bound by a long-remembered promise between two bitter enemies, the ink barely dry on the marriage contract that would seal her fate. Heartbroken, angry, and confused, she had said yes to the first thing she heard. She should have stopped, she knew. Should have taken a moment to think it through, but what choice had she really had? Darius Quartz had been a name she had known only in passing, a man whose cold demeanor had haunted her thoughts even before their forced union. Now, she was his wife. She had hoped for something resembling happiness, something that might give her a glimpse of peace, but what she found was an endless cycle of solitude. The house felt too big, the silence too overwhelming. The routine she had followed for the last six months, with her husband absent and uncommunicative, had become a cage. Darius, always distant, had left for his training shortly after their marriage, leaving her to carry on alone. But now, he was back. Ivory had hoped that with his return, things might change. Perhaps he would take notice of her, of their marriage, and perhaps there would be some semblance of warmth between them. Instead, nothing had shifted. He had returned, silent as ever, his cold eyes offering her little more than a fleeting glance before he immersed himself in his work. They were strangers, trapped in a contract neither of them had wanted but both were bound to. Then, just as she had begun to resign herself to her lonely fate, he arrived-the one man she never thought she'd see again. Her ex. The one who had broken her heart. The one whose betrayal still stung. His presence in her life now, with all the unresolved emotions he brought with him, threatened everything. Was she really going to allow him back into her life after all this time? Marriage. Love. Both seemed like distant dreams now, at least to Ivory. At twenty, she had been forced into this union, and in the years since, she had been adrift, unsure of where her life was heading. Would Darius ever change? Would they ever find any real connection? Or was she doomed to live out her days in this suffocating, quiet misery? And now, with her ex back in the picture, things were about to get much more complicated.
I'll Be Gone

I'll Be Gone

"GOOD morning," I greeted the woman at the information desk. "Good morning, ma'am," she greeted back and smiled. "On which floor is Dr. de Cervantes?" I politely asked him and frowned at him. "5th floor, ma'am. Who are they?" If before there was a smile on his lips, now he is frowning and looks ... angry? "I'm Arthea Primero-de Cervantes. I'm his wife," I replied smiling and seemed proud to tell her that I was Dr. Cervantes' wife. of Cervantes. "I'm not kidding you," he said without emotion and I frowned. "Me either, I'm not joking around, miss. I just want to know where my husband's office is," I said and there was no emotion in my voice. Do I look like I'm joking with him? Not really, ah? I just want to know which floor my husband's office is on. Ay! It's on the 5th floor! He says. I was about to leave the girl when she stopped me. "Dr. de Cervantes went out earlier with his wife, miss," he said and really emphasized the word 'wife'. And at what he said it was as if a needle had sunk into my chest. Did I hear something wrong? Si ano? Is my husband with his wife? Seriously? E, I'm still here. Who is that wife? "W-who?" I asked stunned. "Jillian de Cervantes," she replied smiling. Huh? Jillian? Jillian de Cervantes? When else did de Cervantes change his surname? And what? J-jillian? Oh, yeah! Jillian, Jillian is his first love. I was holding onto my chest as I felt its pain more. None of my own walked back and I didn’t even notice the tears I had falling from my eyes. I was at the exit of the hospital when I saw my wife ... and she was with that woman. "Thank you for the treat, babe," I heard Jillian say and I stopped walking. "No problem, babe," my wife said with a smile. He was really different when he was with Jillian. With this woman Lervin rejoices. They were walking in my direction and I felt like I was stuck where I was. I can't move and I'm having a hard time. Lervin stopped walking when he saw me and I was confused. I started to walk and I did. But I also lost my balance and stumbled. I could feel the pain in my chin and I definitely had a wound from it. Funny, I can’t stand it. I could not move my body. "Miss, are you okay?" the man in front of me asked. Do I look okay in this situation? That was what I would have said to that man, but even my voice I could not get out. This is not the first time this has happened to me. Often, I lose my balance and often I can’t speak. Why is it? Is something wrong with me? Am I not normal? "Stand up, stupi-d." Tears welled up in my cheeks as I heard her cold voice. My husband ...