Antony
Antony's Books(3)
The Billionare's secret affair-
Billionaires
Thankfully, someone with a kind heart assisted me.
I stopped at a large gate and peeked inside. I was a bit sweaty from the heat of the sun.
The gate opened, and an old woman with a garbage bag came out. I approached her, and she looked at me.
"Can I ask for some water?" I boldly asked, my face almost begging, feeling thirsty with only a hundred pesos left in my pocket.
I'll budget it until I find a job, so for now, I'll beg for water from the lady staring at me.
"Water?" I nodded, my eyes pleading, and she seemed compassionate, so she nodded.
"Come inside," she said, and I followed her, my lips craving for cold water. The gate was grand, sturdy even when hit by a truck. The luxurious garden welcomed me, and I couldn't help but smile.
"Is this lady living in a palace?"
"Follow me," the fairy white-haired mother said. I followed her, my eyes sparkling at the marble floor, ready to smile and admire myself. The stairs were shiny, and you could practically smile and see your reflection. The kitchen door opened, and the spacious area was almost as big as a house in the province.
"I'm grateful for the water," I said, taking the glass she offered. She placed the pitcher on the table, and I poured another glass.
"May I have more?" I asked.
"Sure, dear. Water is free."
"Really? Can I take this with me?"
"Yes, you can. I'll give you a bottle," she smiled as she searched for a container for my water. While she was busy, a phone rang in the living room.
Pausing her search, she stood before turning to me.
"I'll answer the call. Wait for me here," she instructed. I nodded, holding four glasses of water, standing near the table. I could even admire myself with the sparkling marble floor and the vast kitchen. Everything was neat and clean compared to the houses I've been to.
"Here's the water," she said with a smile, handing me the glass.
"May I take some more?" I requested.
"Sure, dear. Water is free."
"Really? Can I bring this?"
"Yes, you can. I'll give you a bottle," I smiled at my fairy godmother while she searched for a container for my water. But as she was busy, a phone rang in the living room.
Realizing she was occupied, she stood up before turning to me.
"I'll answer the call. Wait for me here," she said. I nodded, holding four glasses of water, standing near the table. I could even admire myself with the sparkling marble floor and the vast kitchen. Everything was neat and clean compared to the houses I've been to.
I gazed around the kitchen, impressed. Unlike the places I've been to, this one was spotless. The kitchen's tiled floor was white, and there were two large refrigerators on the side, next to a half-naked man.
"Wow!" I exclaimed, thinking he was a handsome ghost. He wasn't. He wore only a towel around his waist to cover his lower body.
"Can you help me find my longsleeve?" he asked in English. I thought my encounters with nosebleed-inducing people were over, but apparently not.
"I can't find my favorite longsleeve. Can you look for it?" he continued.
"But I'm not—"
"I don't want to ruin my hair. Just find it and go back to your work," he said, pulling up my sleeves. He was indeed good-looking. I couldn't believe I was in a celebrity's room, especially a shirtless one.
"Make it quick, yaya."
I pointed to myself, unsure if I heard him correctly. After looking around, I grabbed the white longsleeve I spotted earlier.
"Why are you so fast to find this?" he asked, looking puzzled. I wanted to say that eyes should do the searching, not the mouth, but I didn't know how to express that in English. I might embarrass myself.
"What are you waiting for? Dress me up and don't bother to mess my hair," he ordered.
I was stunned. After dressing him, I planned to leave immediately. However, just as I finished, he stood up and placed the phone on the bed. Without any regard for my presence, he lowered the towel, completely ignoring me.
And that was the first day I encountered a cobra's life.
I rushed downstairs, carrying my suitcase, and sprinted along the street. I bent over and gasped for breath, feeling my heart pound You might like
A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Arny Gallucio
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious.
All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day.
Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life."
But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!"
"Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line."
The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring.
Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you." Bye, My Irresistible Love
Gorgeous Killer
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her.
Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it.
Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated.
Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings? My CEO Daddy
ELAINE MALLIN
After being framed by her boyfriend and best friend, Nicole ended up spending the night with a mysterious stranger. She thoroughly enjoyed the unexpected rendezvous, but when she woke up the next morning, she couldn’t help but feel bad about what she did. All of her guilt, however, was washed away when she saw the face of the man lying next to her.
“He’s... beautiful,” she whispered, awed by what she was seeing. Her guilt quickly turned into shame, and it drove her to leave the man a bit of money before she left.
Kerr was astounded. ‘Did that woman try to pay me? Like a prostitute?’ he thought, offended. “Ask the hotel manager for the surveillance video,” he commanded his assistant authoritatively, his eyebrows furrowed. He had a determined expression on his face. “I want to find out who was in my room last night.”
‘And when I find that woman, I’m going to teach her a lesson!’
Where will their story go? When Love Comes Late
Fifine Schwan
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths.
A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person.
Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!"
Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew.
The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private.
Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity!
Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her.
As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce.
When would his alternate identity be uncovered?
Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
