Billionaire's game #2 : Beyond the Billionaire's image

"AHH! Oliver babe.. you're thrusting way too dee–ahh!" The woman Oliver is making love with exclaimed.He's pounding so fast into the woman and didn't even bother to listen to her pleading. The woman is pleasurable, her body is beautiful but he is disappointed with her chest, however, he has no choice because his lust has attacked again. Moreover, it was the woman who wanted something to happen between them even though they have just started dating.He wouldn't touch the woman immediately if she didn't want it, but since the woman really wanted it, he used that advantage.He was sweating profusely from thrusting into the woman. His neck tattoo was visibly dripping with sweat down to his firm abs, while his 9-inch length was moving in and out of his partner's femininity.“Fuck babe! I'm cūmming! Make me cum!”The woman under him screamed. They are doing it doggy style. He is grabbing the woman’s hair while he is thrusting her fast and deep until they exploded.But even when he's done, he

I clenched my fist. How do these bastards know me? Damn it... No, I shouldn't let him play my mind. This idiot wants something from me.I still didn't look at him and calmly stood a few meters from him. I feel like everyone is back in their life. The casino was bustling again, but for me, the part where we were standing now was quiet."What do you want from me?"There was a sudden silence before I heard his answer."Be part of my team."I raised an eyebrow. "Team?""Yes, I am a producer. Well, not as famous as you are, but I've handled many films, and most of them turn out to be hits every year.""Oh, you want me to be an assistant or something?"He laughed. "No, You're more special than that. How about a coordinator?"I furrowed my brow."Exactly! That's true. I mean, you're basically a coordinator—a highly devoted one, am I right?"I remained silent for a moment, thinking about what he said. So, he did know me. I'm currently a coordinator and I work with my hired team. We travel aro

I casually put my two hands in my pockets as I stepped outside. I had already disembarked from the plane upon reaching the Philippines, but I didn't waste time savoring the breeze, even though it felt unfamiliar. How many years has it been since I last returned? 10 years? 12? I don't know. I don't even remember the details.Even though I live in different countries, my grandpa talks to me in Filipino, French, and English. When my grandfather died five years ago, I swore to myself that I didn't want to go back to the Philippines. But here I am, nakauwi. If I hadn't been called, I probably wouldn't have come home. If I choose not to return, I'll end up looking like the one at fault again.I caught a glimpse of a woman holding a large piece of paper with my surname written on it. I removed my black glasses and approached the woman who had been looking around for a while. She's short, maybe 5'2?My gaze fell on her clothes. She's kind of plain. Is she my maid or something?"Who sent you?"

"What's the use of fans if I'm just going to die? You threatened me because I didn't agree? Look at your face, don't you look in the mirror? And you want me to be your boyfriend? I'd rather date a beggar than be your boyfriend! Psychopath!" He spat out, his face contorted in disgust.I could only rub my face. This kind of attitude is why people die early."You're so arrogant! You're handsome but you fail in character! If it wasn't for your bastard, my sister wouldn't have gone crazy! You insult her too! I gave you a chance and you rejected me?" The girl shouted back, her face red with anger and her hand waving the knife menacingly.The man was terrified, staring at the woman's knife. He backed into a corner because there was nowhere else to go."I didn't know your stupid sister! I'm handsome but I'm bad at memorizing people's faces! I don't even know which sister you're talking about-- Ahh! No, don't come near me! Jesus Christ! Are you Chucky's adopted child?! Don't apply what you wat

When we reached outside the mall, he still wouldn't budge. "Miss, just wait a moment! Wait for me!"He's acting foolish. I just ignored him and didn't pay attention. But I was surprised when he grabbed my arm at the pedestrian crossing, and even more surprised because I let him. What's wrong with me?"Miss, I'm really sorry, okay? I'll make it up to you, want me to take you out on a date?" He raised and lowered his eyebrows suggestively. I furrowed my brows and pulled my arm away."I don't go on dates with ugly guys," I replied, dumbfounded."Wh-what! Hey! I'm not ugly!" He stepped closer and even touched his face to mine. "Look at me, high nose, thick eyebrows, fair-skinned, and a strong jawline. Isn't that handsome?"I rolled my eyes and pushed his face away. "Your breath stinks!" I pretended to pinch my nose. He sniffed his mouth and I turned away."Hey miss! My breath doesn't stink! It smells like Paris!" He quickly caught up to me and blocked my path. I walked to the side, but he