Lahat ng Kabanata ng ON THE BRUTAL BILLIONAIRE'S BED: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

LANAThat moment marked the end of my struggle; my dislike for him deepened.I glared at him, but he brushed off my hostility, grabbing my arm and dragging me into the room he had booked. When he finally let go, he turned to me with a cold sneer. "Lana, I don’t care if you want to do this or not. You need to listen to me. What I say goes. Go take a bath and get ready. You have twenty minutes. Got it?"His stern gaze pinned me in place before he turned and slammed the door behind him.Frustration bubbled inside me as I gritted my teeth. I was furious, sitting on the bed and refusing to follow his orders. Then, an idea sparked in my mind.With renewed determination, I got up and quietly opened the door, peeking out to find that Bernardo had left.Without hesitation, I snuck out of the room and hurried down the corridor, my eyes darting around.Suddenly, I collided with someone, and I quickly stammered, "Sorry."As I stepped aside, I looked up and found myself face-to-face with the man I

LANAWhen I saw that my mom had opened the door, I felt a wave of relief. But she completely ignored me and dashed toward the bedroom where Bernardo had just entered. I quickly followed, determined to provide proof if Bernardo dared to deny anything.As I reached the door, I heard my mom demanding, "Bastard, where is the money? Where is it?" My heart sank, and I felt a surge of anxiety when Bernardo replied, "What money? I don’t have your money! Get your hands off me!"The bedroom door was ajar, and I could see my mom gripping Bernardo's arm tightly, refusing to let go even as he struggled to break free. His legs were tangled in the gown; he must have been trying to pull it off when my mom barged in.With a sneer of contempt, my mom said, "Do you think I’m a fool? Lana has revealed the truth. You sold her out to men for money! Don’t think you can bypass me and keep it all. She is my daughter! Hand over all of it!"Hearing this, my face turned pale, and my heart shattered into a millio

LANAWhen I heard his threat, a chill ran down my spine. I felt terrified because I had no doubt about his words; he seemed like someone who had killed before.As he stepped toward me, I instinctively backed away in fear. He reached out and grabbed my arm, sending a sharp pain through my joint. I groaned in pain, "Aaahh!"As I fell into his arms, he tightened his grip on my neck and lifted me effortlessly with one hand. I struggled, kicking my legs in mid-air.Before I knew it, he tossed me onto the bed. I bounced three times, pain radiating through my body as I stared at him in fear. He looked at me coldly, snorting in disdain."Don't make me repeat myself," he warned, his voice dripping with menace.My heart raced, and I swallowed nervously, feeling flustered under his gaze. He unwrapped the towel around his waist, revealing his hardened cock. My eyes widened involuntarily, and I swallowed again, anxiety washing over me."Take back your money; I don't want to do this," I said, my vo

LANAI'm not surprised my mom suddenly became arrogant after getting my assurance; she's always been like that.I took a deep breath and reminded her, "You’re not starving in the police station—"Before I could finish, she cut in rudely, "Damn girl, why are you talking so much? Hurry up and get me a better meal! I can’t eat what they serve here. Do you want your mother to die of starvation?"Her words infuriated me, but I bit my tongue and replied with resignation, "Fine, I’ll go get it."I stood up and stormed out of the police station, heading straight to the nearest KFC. I ordered a breakfast combo and returned to the police station.After a routine check, I was allowed to give the food to my mother. As I watched her eat, I reminded her, "Mom, I’m going to the hospital to talk to the family you fought with and plead with them..."She glared at me, interrupting impatiently, "Why are you so long-winded? If you’re going, hurry up! Don’t be an eyesore; I want to eat."I took a deep bre

LANAWhen we entered, he stopped smoking and turned his gaze toward us. My stepfather pulled my arm to keep me from staring at him and bowed respectfully. "Boss Biggy, this is my daughter I was telling you about. Isn’t she pretty?"Before he could finish his question, the overweight man, whom he called Boss Biggy, had already fixed his lewd gaze on me. His eyes were filled with lust, and I could see drool pooling at the corner of his mouth.He wiped the drool away with his large hand and said with a grin, "She is pretty."I was taken aback by his voice; it was so soft it sounded like a six-year-old was speaking.My stepfather straightened up and asked cautiously, "I’ve fulfilled my part of the bargain. Does that mean I can leave without any trouble?"Boss Biggy waved his hand impatiently and replied, "Of course."Then he crooked his fingers at me, beckoning, "Come here, pretty girl."I hesitated, repulsed by the sight of him. But when my stepfather gripped my arm tightly, I winced in p