Semua Bab After One Wild Night With the Billionaire (Tagalog-English): Bab 51 - Bab 60

His words were a balm to the ache in my chest, but they also stirred up a storm of emotions I wasn’t ready to confront. I couldn’t just jump in. I couldn’t risk everything for a dream that might not be real. I wasn’t sure I was strong enough for whatever this was becoming."You’re a good man, Dylan," I whispered, almost to myself. "But this... I don’t know if I can believe in it."Ibinangon niya ang kamay niya mula sa mesa, maingat na hinawakan ang aking kamay. "Kung ganon, hayaan mong ipakita ko sa'yo. Step by step. Patutunayan ko sa'yo na hindi ito laro lang."Hinila ko ang aking kamay nang bahagya, ang tensyon sa hangin ay mas lalong tumitindi, pero hindi ko kayang tanggihan ang init na dumapo sa aking dibdib. Sa kabila ng kalituhan, sa kabila ng pagdududa, may isang bahagi sa akin—isang bahagi ng aking sarili na hindi ko akalaing naroroon—ang nais na maniwala sa kanya. Nais na sumubok.But the fear held me back. "I can’t just throw caution to the wind, Dylan. You know my life isn’

I rolled my eyes dramatically, but the truth was, I liked how serious he was about this, how unwavering he was in his intentions. I had never seen this side of him before, and for some reason, it was... intriguing.“Come on, Dylan. It’s not like you’re the first guy to feel this way. Every guy gets possessive when they’re interested,” I said with a playful shrug, though inside, my heart was racing.“Maybe,” he said, his voice quieter now, a touch of something vulnerable in it. “But I’m not like every guy, Amalia. I won’t back down. And I don’t care how long it takes for you to admit it, I’m not going anywhere.”I looked at him, the playful teasing in my voice faltering for a second. “You’re not... backing off, huh?”“Not a chance.” His gaze never wavered.Huminga ako ng malalim, hindi sigurado kung paano tutugon sa katiyakan sa kanyang boses. Ang isang bahagi ng aking sarili ay nais pang lumaban, itulak siya palayo dahil tila sobrang kumplikado nito. Ngunit ang isa pang bahagi ko... i

Dylan: Hope you got home safe. Sweet dreams, Amalia. You’re mine—don’t forget that.I rolled my eyes, but a laugh escaped me anyway. “This guy…” I shook my head, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. What should I say? Should I respond? Should I just ignore him?Before I could overthink, my fingers moved on their own.Me: I don’t belong to anyone, Cojuangco. Goodnight.I hit send and tossed my phone aside, hoping the short reply would discourage him. Instead, my phone buzzed almost immediately.Dylan:We’ll see about that.A warmth spread through me that I tried to shrug off. I stood up and headed to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water. “Focus, Amalia,” I told myself. “You have work tomorrow. And this... whatever this is—it’s just a game to him.”Ngunit habang nakatayo ako roon, umiinom ng tubig, hindi ko maiwasang maalala ang titig sa mga mata niya kanina. Hindi ito mukhang laro. Hindi buo, sa totoo lang.Kinabukasan, pumasok ako sa opisina, handa nang magpakasubsob sa tr

In his left hand, he held a bouquet of fresh flowers and a small, elegantly wrapped box. His hair was slightly tousled, as if he’d run his hands through it in haste.“Oh my God,” I blurted, completely caught off guard.He smiled, that confident, heart-melting smile that made my knees feel weak. “I’m back.”Before I could think, before I could process the rush of emotions surging through me, I threw myself at him, my lips crashing against his in an unrestrained, desperate kiss. It was intense, fiery, and filled with all the longing that had built up in his absence. His free arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer as the flowers and box were forgotten, dropped somewhere near the doorway.“I missed every bit of you,” he murmured against my lips, his voice hoarse and filled with raw emotion.A smile tugged at my lips as I pulled back just enough to look at him. “How did you even get up here?”He smirked, that infuriatingly smug look that always made my heart skip. “I may have bribe

Naamoy ko pa rin ang pabango niya sa mga kumot, at parang sumipa ang puso ko nang makita ko siyang gising na, naka-sandal sa isang siko, nakatingin sa akin nang may lambing na para bang ako lang ang babae sa mundo.“Good morning,” bulong niya, mababa at puno ng init ang boses.“Good morning,” sagot ko, namumula ang pisngi sa titig niya.He reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. “You were smiling in your sleep. What were you dreaming about?”I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should tell him. But then I decided to let my heart speak. “Us,” I admitted softly. “I was dreaming about us—our future, the life we’re building together.”Dylan’s expression softened further, and he leaned down to press a kiss to my forehead. “You have no idea how much that means to me, Amalia.”Pero pagbalik sa opisina, bumalik ang realidad—ang bigat ng aming secret relationship. Hindi kami makapagpalitan ng kahit simpleng tingin dahil sa takot na baka may makahalata. Si Dylan, anak ng CEO