The Billionaire’s Great Seducer

Delilah "Good morning, Madam Edna," I greeted with a smile, settling into my usual spot at the small coffee shop she owned in Roseville.Roseville might be a small town, but it's often considered the heart of the people and a hub for business.Madam Edna approached me, her steps slow. "What do you want from me so early in the morning?" she hissed playfully, her tone filled with affection. I couldn't help but giggle in response."I'm here for your delicious coffee, as always," I replied, knowing that her brew was the best way to start the day in our beloved town.Madam Edna chuckled, her wrinkles deepening as she smiled. "Ah, my loyal customer. You know how to make an old woman's day. Coffee, coming right up."I watched as she bustled behind the counter, her movements slow but practiced, a testament to the years she'd spent serving the people of Roseville. The comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee began to fill the cozy space.As she handed me a steaming cup, I wrapped my hands ar

Liam"Sorry Sir Liam, I—""Hold your sorry to yourself, Dixon. I don't need your help to solve my problems," I hissed out as Dixon approached me outside the guesthouse.Dixon shifted uncomfortably, his apologetic expression contrasting with my frustration. The last thing I needed was assistance from someone I considered unreliable."I was only trying to—""I don't care what you were trying to do. Just stay out of my way," I interrupted, not in the mood for explanations or assistance, especially from Dixon."You can go on your way.""What about the accommodation?" I stopped to glare at him."Do you think I will stand in front of the road and wait for you? You must be stupid, Dixon. In fact, you're stupid for making me look like a fool seeking help from a stranger," I lamented, recalling the earlier events of finding a place to settle in. At least there are still good people in the world.I would have to admit she isn't that bad. Her mesmerizing eyes really does the magic that I didn't

Delilah My whole body felt weak, and my heart thumped loudly in my chest as Liam stared me down. I was certain my end had arrived, as there was no way my mind would tell me otherwise that Liam hadn't recognized me. I tried as much as I could to not let my nervousness show, but to no avail. I kept biting my bottom lip while also clenching my fist by my side. "Um... When are we starting the interview?" I managed to say, breaking the rising silence in the room. I didn't even know if the interview was going to take place."Sure, you should start the interview. I'm going to make a few calls," the other guy said, standing up. Bile rose in my throat. Was he going to leave me in the hands of Liam? Wait... Maybe he was planning to get the attention of the police. Sweat instantly formed on my body. I opened my mouth to speak, but Liam beat me to it."Make sure you get me that item, Dixon," Liam said just as the Dixon guy was about to leave. The way the two were talking codedly raised a red fl

Delilah "With the sum of $250, I will have a total of $2650. Great!" I scribbled the figures down and let out a proud smile. I'm getting there. The plan is to save up to $10,000. I know I'm slow on saving but I will surely get there. I have a lot of things I'm planning on doing with the savings. One of them is to get my father a new laundry machine. A bigger one than the one he is currently using. And I also want to change some of the house furniture that has been there for as long as I could remember. It will be a whole lot of money but I believe I can do it. Father doesn't have an idea about my savings. I want to take him by surprise.My phone chimed with a text from Emma. "Can we meet later after work?" I didn't fail to roll my eyes. She was making it sound as if I work in a big company or organization."Sure. Bills on you." I typed away hitting the send button. Her reply came a few seconds later. "Cool."I dropped my phone by the side and stared at the book of savings. I had real

LiamLeaning over the kitchen counter, I watched as Delilah struggled with the flour covering her face. She seemed to expect me to come to her aid like a knight in shining armor, or like the male lead grabbing the female lead by the waist in movies. But no, I don't do clichés. Delilah used her hand to dust her face before rushing to the kitchen sink. I knew the next thing that'd come out of her would be an insult, and I was ready for it.She angrily stormed towards me. "What do you want from me?" she yelled out. I didn't understand why she kept repeating that. If I wanted something from her, I would have taken it already. She's just not my type. I don't do girls who run their mouths like that."Next time, concentrate on what you're doing. Now you've wasted the flour," I said, gesturing to the messed-up floor."Did you do that on purpose? And why are you walking around the house shirtless?"I didn't try to hold in my chuckle. She's not only crazy but also funny."This is how I do my mo