Semua Bab LUSTFUL NIGHTS WITH THE BILLIONAIRE [ENGLISH] [SPG]: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I forced a bitter smile as I gently caressed my parents' tombstone. Years had passed since they were gone, but the pain in my heart remained. Losing both parents at the same time was a tragedy too painful for any child to bear. I could hardly believe I had survived it all."Ma, Pa, how are you?" I whispered softly. I bit my lower lip to keep the tears from escaping my eyes. The ache in my chest grew stronger as I stared at their tombstone.I took two bouquets of flowers and placed them on top of the gravestone. It had been nine years since I last saw and heard them, and for all those years, I prayed for their souls every day. It was the least I could do for them."I'm doing okay, Ma, Pa. Life is tough on my own, but I'm managing. As for Kuya Elmer, I don’t know where he is anymore. I'm worried because he’s been missing for years, and I haven't heard anything about him." I let out a deep sigh, hoping to ease the heaviness in my heart. Closing my eyes, I offered a silent prayer.I wiped

"What the f*ck are you doing?!""Oh, f*ck you, sir!" I shrieked in shock when a thunderous voice boomed behind me. It reverberated through the kitchen walls. It felt like an earthquake because of how loud his voice was.I was so startled that, in my attempt to clutch my chest, I almost dropped the plate in my hands. Fortunately, I caught it just in time—otherwise, I would’ve been in trouble again.I turned around only to see a scowling Jackson Samaniego standing at the kitchen door. His face was flushed red, and he was panting. His massive physique almost filled the entire doorway, making him look larger than life. With his towering height and menacing expression, he was truly terrifying—like a raging beast ready to devour its breakfast. And unfortunately, I was that breakfast.But instead of being scared of his fierce expression, I couldn’t help but let my eyes roam over his bare upper body. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and the only thing covering his lower half was a thin pair of boxe

“Yeah, right! This girl is still in denial! Your nose twitched, which means you were thrilled too!” Chelle wasn't satisfied and let out a loud laugh, as if we were the only people in the office. “I just know it! I have a strong feeling about Sir Jax. I even suspect that he’s your secret admirer, the one who keeps sending you flowers. Wow! You’re really gorgeous, girl!” Chelle added excitedly.I wanted to cover my face in embarrassment at what she was saying. That was impossible. I could clearly see how much he loved his late wife—what am I compared to the women he's dating now?I smacked Chelle again just as she was about to speak. She was saying all sorts of nonsense.Wasn’t she afraid that our colleagues might hear her?“Whatever. I’m going to the cafeteria. I suddenly got hungry.” I walked out, leaving Chelle behind. I didn’t want to talk to her when she brought up that topic. It was embarrassing and annoying. It was impossible, given the way our boss treated me.Sir Jax’s office w

Jax was pulled from his train of thought when a soft, small hand caressed his face. It was Amy. She was looking at him with questioning eyes.Jax let out a deep sigh and forced a smile at his daughter."What is it, baby?""Daddy, please don’t fire Ate Vicky. It’s not her fault, it was my fault."If there was anyone who could influence Jackson’s decisions, it was his daughter Amy—aside from Cindy, of course, one of his most trusted friends since college. He just loved his daughter dearly. She resembled his late wife so much that it made it hard for Jax to live with her. That’s why she was temporarily staying with Jax’s parents. Besides, he was a total mess right now, and he didn’t want Amy to witness how broken he was."Sir, I’m really sorry. I promise to do better in my job," Amy’s nanny, Vicky, spoke from the side, her voice pleading, face filled with anxiety as if she was about to cry."Amy, baby, we can’t let an irresponsible person be your guardian. Look at what just happened! She

Spartan. The high-end bar owned by the infamous Andrei Morotov. It's Friday night, and as usual, the place was jammed-pack. People from the high society were swarming the bar like hungry bees. Some were dancing and bouncing their bodies to the upbeat music. Everybody was having a good time; some were out to search for a good fuck, while others just wanted to have some booze and enjoy. Andrei grinned widely as he saw Jax approaching their table in the VIP section. And as usual, Jackson's face was scowling like the whole world was his enemy. His furrowed brows and emotionless eyes were a constant fixture.His friends understood why the man had become like this. He doesn't talk too much anymore; he's always scowling and he fucks hard. They all thought he wouldn't show up. Since his wife died, he hasn't been showing up much, except for important gatherings.“Whoa! Look who’s here, ladies?” Andrei shouted loudly when Jax was close. He opened his arms as if he was going to hug Jax, but