MasukBianca Lewis' heart is set on one thing: revenge. Her mission is to bring down Travis Moore, a playboy billionaire with a magnetic charm. Travis had wronged her in ways she couldn’t forget, and she is determined to make him feel the same pain. But as their lives become dangerously intertwined, Bianca is torn between her desire for revenge and the undeniable attattraction she has for the man she vows to destroy. Can she bring him to his knees, or will their pasts tear them apart forever?
Lihat lebih banyakBIANCA LEWISThe wind chimes made a soft sound, indicating someone had entered my pastry shop. I quickly stepped out of the kitchen, ready to greet my customer. However my words got caught in my throat when I saw who it was.“Oh, hi,” Travis Moore greeted me casually. He barely spared me a glance before shifting his attention to the cake display.“Hello. Are you here to buy a cake?”“Yes, for my niece.”Liar. The whole country knew he didn’t have any siblings, so how could he possibly have a niece? I knew exactly what he was doing—this was just an excuse to get close to me. But I wasn’t complaining. Fate seemed to be working in my favor without me doing anything. I had thought it would be difficult to attract Travis Moore, but it turned out everything was falling into place much easier than I had expected.“What does she like?” I asked.“Strawberry.”“I’m sorry but we’re out of strawberry cake."“How about red velvet?”“Also sold out.”He ran a hand over his nape, “Alright, just pac
TRAVIS MOORE Behind the bakeshop stood the pastry lady's house—a small but cozy space. It wasn’t fancy, just a few appliances, but it was neat and had a warm feel. Furthermore, the white walls and wooden decor created a welcoming atmosphere."You have a nice place," I complimented, glancing around the living room."Thank you. Please, have a seat," she offered, lighting a scented candle near some picture frames."Do you live here alone?"Even though she had her back to me, I could still see how she froze before she answered yes. It took her a few seconds to move again, flipping the picture frame face down.From the quick glimpse I caught, it seemed to be a family photo. I couldn't see their faces clearly because of the distance and she was blocking it.It felt… odd. Like she didn’t want me to see it. Or maybe I was just overthinking. Perhaps she only moved it to keep it away from the candle."Anyway, do you like a drink?" she asked, blowing the match.For a moment, I forgot to breath
TRAVISI had been stuck on the road for nearly an hour because of heavy traffic. There had been an accident up ahead, and the authorities were still clearing out the vehicles. My patience was already running thin, and I had lost count of how many times I cursed in irritation.Zarina Jones was waiting for me at the hotel. She was my flavor of the month—a famous actress known for starring in wholesome movies and dramas. In reality, her behavior was the complete opposite. She was wild in bed, which was why, even after two weeks of flirting, I hadn’t ended things with her yet.Zarina was my distraction from the woman who had been haunting my thoughts for days. The woman's face in the bakeshop stuck with me like glue, and damn! I totally hate it!To cool my frustration, I rolled down my car window and lit a cigarette. A slight tug on my arm startled me just as I began to relax. It was the street children, begging for money to eat. “Mister, could you spare some coins? We just need money
TRAVIS MOORE PRESENT"Cheers!"I raised my glass of fine wine, watching as my friends placed the keys to their new luxury cars on the table, one by one. Each vehicle was worth no less than five million dollars.After countless losses, they still hadn't learned their lesson. I couldn't understand why they kept challenging me. Did they not realize they were betting against the devil when it came to car racing?A smirk tugged at my lips as I glanced at their defeated faces. To ease their embarrassment, I poured wine into their glasses myself. After the race, we went straight to Harvey’s high-end bar to celebrate—or, in their case, drown their losses in alcohol."You, Daredevil! Mark my words. Next week, I will beat you," Luke declared.Luke was the most competitive member of our group, someone who couldn't stand losing. He wouldn't stop until he won.The stakes had grown higher than mere fun; now, it was a battle of egos and wealth. None of us cared about the money lost on foolish bets






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