LOGINLilliane’s life began to spiral into chaos and danger when her guardians forced her into an arranged marriage with 68-year-old media magnate Arnulfo Fuentes in order to save their company from bankruptcy. In desperation, unable to bear the thought of him benefiting from her young body, she made the decision to give herself to a much younger man. However, the consequences of that night were far more than Lilliane ever expected. Terrified of Mr. Fuentes, she broke the agreement. She fled from her ruthless guardians and the man she was supposed to marry. But neither her guardians nor Mr. Fuentes would stop searching for her, especially Fuentes, who would not rest until he had what he believed to be ‘his’. However, it wasn’t just her guardians and Mr. Fuentes who were after her; the handsome stranger to whom she had given her virginity was now also seeking her out after reading the article about her upcoming marriage to the famous media magnate. Intrigued by Lilliane’s intelligence, bravery, and remarkable skill in evading those hunting her, his interest in her only grew stronger. As her family’s business continued to crumble, Mathilda, her aunt, became even more determined to find her and push through with the arrangement that Lilliane was desperately trying to escape. But Lilliane could not allow that to happen, especially since everything was now at stake—her freedom, her future, and her baby. She had to fight to protect the things that mattered most. In a world ruled by power, money, greed, and betrayal, will Lilliane be able to overcome those who seek to control her for their own selfish gain, or will she fall into the hands of those she’s been running from—or into the arms of the father of her unborn child?
View MoreJohn era una persona de recursos escasos, desde edad temprana él fue a escuelas de poco prestigio, él era honesto, responsable, trabajador y honesto sobre todas las cosas.
Un día cuando él está estudiando en la madrugada para un examen semestral el decidido tomarse un respiro. Dijo John "estoy cansado de estudiar al cavo de nada me serviría esto, de todos modos, el profesor nunca me pondrá la calificación que yo merezco." esto fue la exclamación de John, pero porque su semblante era tan caído y afligido.
Esto se debe a que el peleaba en la escuela por obtener una beca para poder seguir con los estudios dado a que él fue dejado con su abuelo cuando termino la educación media por que sus padres no se podían hacer cargo de él, por la escases de dinero que en esa época tenían John triste observó a través de la ventana para poder observar el firmamento una vez más, John pensado dentro de si se dijo a sí mismo "tengo que aprovechar la noche porque es en donde yo puedo estudiar en un lugar tranquilo." esto es porque John durante las mañas asistía a una universidad y por las tardes le ayudaba a su abuelo con los encargos que él tenía para con los amigos del abuelo, después por las noches atendía un bar era un trabajo de medio tiempo el cual le permitía junta algo de plata para poder solventar los gastos no del sino de su familia dado a que sus padres estaban en la quiebra por así decirlo y sus 3 hermanos estaban estudiando.
Un jueves en la noche en el bar, John estando atendiendo la barra se presentan unas personas un poco problemáticas y lo miran de pies a cabeza y solo se mofan de su vestimenta y aladean diciendo " hay tu" a lo que John voltea y solo los mira viajante con una mirada des ‘reocupa y entre arqueando las cejas pensando " será a mí al que estas personas están dirigiéndose" a lo que el deja de limpiar los vasos para poder ir a atenderles, ellos muy molestos gritan " hay si tú el mes erete de quinta te estamos diciendo que vengas" John en ese momento se dijo a sí mismo " pues estas personas quien son, que no tienen modales para dirigirse hacia las personas" John llega al lugar en donde estaban las personas y les saludo " buena noche jóvenes, tengo el placer de atenderlos, gustan pasar" el lugar de la barra en donde John trabajaba a la puerta eran 50 metros de distancia. Los jóvenes malencarados responden " por qué tardas tanto mes erete, que no es primero el cliente y luego el empleado”; a lo que John tomando aire, realiza una reverencia y les dice " lo lamento mucho joven, gustan pasar a sentarse o en que les puedo servir" John siendo consciente de los trajes que portaban el solo pensaba en la propina dado a que sería un ingreso extra para él.
Aun que uno de los jóvenes contesto a carcajadas con risas que se podían escuchar de norte a sur y de este a oeste, " tu servirnos para nada, si solo eres un mojigato bueno para nada" y los jóvenes restantes solo callaron y rieron junto con el joven risueño. Pero John en visto de las circunstancias solo sonrió y contesto " Tiene reservación o quiere una mesa exprés" a lo que otro de los jóvenes contesto " mira pelagatos, como tú no eres alguien importante en este lugar no sabes quién soy, por lo tanto, no queremos dirigirte la palabra." John al escuchar esto solo se agacho y se encorvo demasiado su moral se cayó por los suelos a lo que con una voz chillona y quebrada solo respondió " Entonces... de..je..me le hablo al regente para que los atienda" a los que el mismo pedante y arrogante de los jóvenes solo movió la cabeza y en platica con sus amigos dijo " este bueno para nada cree que voy a desperdiciar mi valioso tiempo en hablar con él, que no deje en claro antes que andrajoso" y todos exclamaron con voz fuerte "¡si claro que sí, quien se cree ese muerto de hambre!".
John triste fue a la oficina del gerente del bar llamo a la puerta (toc,toc,toc), el gerente contesto " adelante" John con los ojos llorosos le dijo " jefe en la entrada hay 4 joven que quieren hablar con usted" a lo que el gerente observo las cámaras y de buenas a primeras se levantó de la silla y corrió a la entrada y dijo a uno de los jóvenes " encantado de verlos joven martines" el joven era el hijo de un empresario de la localidad y el tío de este trabajaba en el ayuntamiento era una molestia para el zapato cada vez que este joven aparecía en el bar era un problema de varios miles de dólares, el joven martins dijo al gerente "gustav no te he dicho que no contrates a mojigatos para este lugar" a lo que el gerente gustav respondió " no tengo a ningún mojigato trabajando en este lugar" el joven molesto le dijo si el meserete que nos atendió solo nos ignoró y no nos dio buen servicio a lo que de inmediato gustav grito con una voz de mando y enojado "¡¡¡¡ John que has hecho ven de inmediatamente a qui!!" John limpiándose las lágrimas se paró de frente y contesto " mande jefe, que se le ofrece" el jefe enojado solo pronuncio dos palabras " estas despedido" estas palabras fueron una estaca en el corazón de John dado a que era en si decir la única fuente de ingreso que la tena para poder ayudar a sus padres, el sollozando y teniendo los ojos casi a desbordar del llanto solo se quitó el delantal lo puso en un banco y salió del bar.
She was about to step out of her hiding place when she suddenly froze.A tightening under her stomach hit her—not painful, but enough to make her grab the cold wall of the waiting shed, hidden by tall grass.She bit her lip, eyes shut tightly. It was as if her body was reminding her that it was no longer hers alone.She wasn’t sure if it was hunger, exhaustion, or fear—the kind of fear that made her think someone could drag her back into the shadows at any moment.“Calm down, Lilliane…” she whispered to herself, focusing on her breathing. One, two, three.But it wasn’t enough to ease the dread pressing against her chest. Her throat felt clogged, while the world around her spun slowly.She rubbed her temples, fighting off the weakness threatening to swallow her. Cold sweat dampened her forehead and neck.Has it been a month already?She shut her eyes again, forcing herself not to dwell on the thought.No… not now, she pleaded softly with her own body.She had to stay calm. This was jus
The door opened, and she peeked in.“Miguel…” she said softly. She never called him ‘sir,’ except when others were around. Her tone had never changed, even with him as CEO. “Working overtime again? Or do you want to rest?”Miguel didn’t answer, only lifted his glass slightly, staring at the brown liquid as if it could carry the weight of the day.Beatrice felt the heaviness in his expression—a quiet sorrow, unlike anything she had seen in her young master. Since his curiosity about Lilliane Olivares had awakened, she had witnessed emotions she’d never seen him show to any other woman.“You don’t need to say it,” she murmured. “Even without words, I know. It’s Lilliane, isn’t it?”Miguel remained silent, finally letting out a long, deep sigh.“I never wanted things to become complicated,” he admitted, almost in a whisper.Beatrice raised an eyebrow and entered the office fully, closing the door behind her. Her eyes never left him, reading the emotions etched on his face. She sat on the
The room was quiet. Miguel stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window of his office, watching the sun sink slowly behind the city skyline. In one hand, he held a glass of brown liquid—cold to the touch, yet warm as it slid down his throat.The fading sunlight brushed the edge of his face, casting shadows that seemed half-drowned in darkness. His eyes were distant, measuring the vastness of the sky and the weight of decisions he was forced to make.He took another quiet sip. Not a sound disturbed the room—only the steady beat of his heart and the ticking of the clock on the wall.His posture radiated the authority of a leader, but behind the cold glass, traces of exhaustion and loneliness lingered.Earlier, he had received a call from Agus. The woman he had been searching for so long—Lilliane Olivares—was said to be in the city.The news froze him. He had told his friend weeks ago to stop looking for her. Yet Agus had ignored him.Now, hearing that she was in Manila, he felt a confusin
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains graphic and disturbing scenes from the perspective of a predatory character. It includes themes of obsessive desire, psychological grooming, and sexual content that may not be suitable or comfortable for all readers. Proceed with caution. *** Lilliane quickly got out of the taxi and didn’t bother waiting for change. She had no time to waste—she was certain someone was already after her. Her heart pounded rapidly, but she kept her movements calm so as not to panic or lose track of her plan. She asked a woman for the time, who told her it was already 4:50 in the afternoon. She thanked her quickly and went to the front of the terminal she had passed earlier. A bus conductor was calling for passengers bound for Lucena—the bus was about to leave. Without hesitation, she boarded and went straight to the back, not knowing exactly where that place would lead her. She took a deep breath once seated. She didn’t care if the person in front or beside
“Señor,” said the tall man with a serious expression after entering Arnulfo’s office in his mansion. He slightly bowed in respect to his boss.Arnulfo’s face remained stern; his gaze fixed into the distance. Then, he turned his chair to face the man.The only light in the room came from a lampshade. R
The growing tension inside the spacious living room of the Olivares mansion could be felt between Mathilda and Arnulfo due to the latter’s harsh words. A maid who was about to enter the room froze at the entrance and decided not to approach any further. She automatically retreated back to the dining
As soon as they got inside the stranger’s car, their kissing became unstoppable, as did his constant caressing of her exposed thigh. He licked the skin around her neck, and she moaned continuously, almost guiding one of his hands to grasp her breasts, which were craving attention. When he stopped,
“But Uncle!” Lilliane protested. “Mr. Fuentes is fifty years old, isn’t he?” Her eyes began to show anxiety. “Why—”“Mr. Fuentes is sixty years old, Lilliane!” Richard said impatiently and irritably. It seemed the niece was still opposing their wishes.Lilliane looked up and met her uncle’s angry g












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