Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's Canvas of Secret : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I snuck back into my room after climbing through the attic window, feeling dejected. I yanked the dark hoodie off my head, allowing my dark trellises to fall to my shoulders, and I sat on my bed, holding the fragments of my precious artwork against my chest. I pushed back angry tears, hating the fact that my emotions were all over the place. Get a grip, Calliope! I chided myself. Tonight had turned out horrible. My plan had failed woefully. Why did I have to be such a klutz?I had been sure my collection of precious paintings and abstract sketches would grab people's attention right from the entrance, making them spellbound. I had even estimated the amount of cool cash I would earn in exchange for my masterpiece which had cost me grueling hours of secrecy. But no, things just had to go downhill. At least, I was lucky the guards didn't kick me out. I had a sinking feeling that handsome man had settled them, because how else would I not have paid for damages?Everything from a few

I threw a couple of pebbles at Dianne's room window. No response. Shoot, I should have brought my phone.What would I do if she didn't open up for me? My thoughts immediately went to Kyle—I could crash at his place... I shook off the thought as fast as it had come. Kyle had a very huge crush on me. Once upon a time, I too thought he was cute. We dated for a short while before realizing we were better off in our separate ways. Something nasty happened between us that I still can't comprehend. I suspected that Kyle had a mental condition but he was so good at masking it that I concluded I was just being paranoid. It would be awkward to spend the night at his place. I was so engrossed in my miserable thoughts that I didn't notice when Dianne's window opened. The next pebble I absent-mindedly threw hit her straight in the face. "Ouch!" she yelped. "Oops, I'm sorry.""Geez, get your butt in here," she said, beckoning at me. Without further ado, I made my way into her room via her

I sketched a rough image of Sterling Vanderbilt, pulling my memories from our brief encounters and his picture on his I*******m profile. I wondered if he was cool with this marriage arrangement. Besides, I was still curious about the lady that was with him when I first met him. They looked close. I had concluded they were in a relationship. Sighing, I dropped my journal and ate my food which was by then as cold as a bone. I knew it was useless to go to the local restaurant where I worked as a part-time waitress. Feeling bored, I stared at the blank wall opposite my bed. A spark of inspiration hit me and I couldn't resist the urge to let it out and damn the consequences. I mean, what else did I have to lose, right? I would soon be gone from this house after all. I moved the box leaning at a corner of the wall and used my smoothener to ensure that the surface was smooth enough for my project. My doodle was a large jumbled mix of different drawings, the central one being m

I was shocked to see a beautiful bouquet of red roses in Sterling’s hand directed towards me. Only God knows where he brought it out from, but I must say it was a sweet and romantic gesture. “Here,” he stretched it at me with one hand. “Uh… Thanks,” I appreciated and took the flower from him. It was a natural bouquet and it smelled so nice. So I smiled warmly. “You’re welcome,” Sterling said, looking at me. Glancing at him a bit flushed, I noticed the small smile on his lips before he looked away.“I don’t know what you would like, so I had them prepare different dishes. I hope that’s fine by you,” he asked as he gestured at the food set before us on the table. “Yeah, sure,” I responded, placing the bouquet on the seat next to mine. Then I looked at the luxury set right in front of me. On the table were all sorts of delicacies, both ones that I have had and those that I only dreamt of. I felt my mouth become watery as I gazed at the delicacy before me. The chubby woman who h

As I stepped out from the Cafe where I work part-time into the sunny environment, a sigh of relief washed over me. It'd been six hours behind the counter. The road was bustling with activities and the sound of automobiles filled the air. It was such a good feeling, to watch as people go about their daily activities. I walked down the alley to our hideout where I engaged in my artwork secretly since I had nothing else on my plan for the day. Moreover, my hands had been quite itchy. I was so eager to let out the idea that had been on my mind since I surfed the internet during my short break. Then my phone rang and the tone filled the noisy station. I tucked in my earpiece and picked up my best friend's call since she was the one calling. “Hello, Dianne!”“Hi, Callie,” her cheerful high-pitched voice sounded on the other side and a smile formed its way across my petite face. I love to hear my best friend's voice as it fills me with excitement. “I guess you must be done with your wo