All Chapters of Falling Twice for My Billionaire Boss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ang tunog ng high heels ni Kaella Ponce habang lumalabas ng elevator ng Roque Corporation, 32nd floor ay parang may magic ang bawat yapak niya—lahat ng empleyado biglang nagkunwaring busy. Ang kaninang nagtsitsismisan sa gilid? Biglang nag-type ng walang laman na email. Yung messenger na huli na naman? Muntik nang matapon ang kape kakataranta. “Good morning,” ani Kaella, kalmado pero may authority sa boses. Sabay-sabay na halos buong floor: “Good morning, Ms. Kaella!” Hindi man lang siya tumingin sa kanila, abala pa rin sa tablet habang nag-scroll ng schedule. Pero lahat, parang sabay na huminga ulit nang makalampas siya. Kilala siya sa tatlong bagay: walang mintis ang schedule, nakakakita ng typo mula sampung metro, at hindi natataranta kahit magka-crash ang system. “Kaella, ikaw na talaga ang pag-asa ng kumpanya,” biro ng isang manager habang nag-aayos siya ng files. “Hindi naman, konting milagro lang,” sagot niya, deadpan, pero nakangiti ng bahagya. Pero sa likod ng pro

Kaella arrived at the office extra early the next morning—half to prepare for the client presentation, half to avoid a certain clumsy trainee. Pero mukhang malas siya. “Morning, mentor!” Jerome’s voice chirped from behind her as she stepped into the break room. He was wearing a navy polo shirt that fit just right, hair slightly damp, at may hawak na dalawang cups of coffee. “Seriously?” Kaella crossed her arms. “Did you camp outside just to ambush me?” Jerome grinned, offering a cup. “Nope. Thought I’d start the day right—peace offering para sa lahat ng kasalanan ko kahapon.” She eyed the cup suspiciously. “You didn’t poison this, did you?” He laughed, a sound that made the sleepy room feel brighter. “Try it. Baka magustuhan mo.” Kaella took a cautious sip… then froze. It was exactly how she liked her coffee—two sugars, light cream. She hadn’t even told him her preference. “Paano mo nalaman?” she asked, narrowing her eyes. Jerome smirked. “Observant ako, mentor. Saw your sugar

The next morning, the usually immaculate Kaella Ponce overslept. Her alarm had betrayed her—apparently muted when she’d hit snooze one too many times. When she finally rushed out of bed, her hair was a frizzed-out mess, and her blouse had a wrinkle shaped suspiciously like the hanger it had clung to overnight. “Perfect,” she muttered, juggling her bag, laptop, and a piece of toast between her teeth as she locked the apartment door. “The day after Jerome’s big hero moment, ako naman ang late.” By the time she arrived at Roque Snacks, the sales floor was already alive with chatter. Jerome, of course, was there early—wearing a crisp white shirt, perfectly pressed slacks, and an annoyingly charming smile. “Morning, mentor,” he called out as she hurried past. “Late ka today, ah.” Kaella shot him a glare sharp enough to slice through spreadsheets. “Don’t start.” He grinned. “Don’t worry, covered for you. Told Trina na traffic ka daw.” She froze mid-step, surprised. “You… what?”

By Monday morning, Roque Snacks Corporation felt less like an office and more like a gossip battlefield. The air buzzed with speculation, whispered theories flying faster than Kaella could shuffle her paperwork.“Did you hear?” Trina whispered as she plopped a folder onto Kaella’s desk. “Yung newbie daw… big shot pala?”Kaella pretended to focus on her sales sheets. “Rumors lang ’yan. Wala pang proof.”But her heart wasn’t so easily convinced. She’d barely slept all weekend, replaying the unknown message on her phone: Look closer. His secrets will change everything. Every time she thought of Jerome’s soft smile beneath the rain or the way he’d looked at her in the archives, her chest tightened.In the pantry, whispers grew louder.“I swear, sabi ni Leo from logistics, may nakitang black card sa wallet ni Jerome,” someone said.“Eh baka replica lang ’yun,” another voice replied. “Or baka sosyal lang pamilya.”Kaella entered mid-conversation, and the group scattered like startled pigeon

The Saturday sun blazed over Lake Verde Resort, where the Roque Snacks team had gathered for their annual bonding retreat. Kaella inhaled the fresh air, her clipboard tucked under her arm as she surveyed the lakeside cabanas. Everyone was already in high spirits—Trina had her karaoke playlist ready, Leo was preparing the grill, and Jerome… well, Jerome was trying to set up the volleyball net.“Jerome, sure ka ba d’yan?” Kaella called out, suspicious of the way the rope sagged.“Relax, mentor,” Jerome replied, flashing his signature grin. “Professional net installer ako—sa YouTube.”Two minutes later, the net collapsed, sending Jerome sprawling onto the sand. Laughter rippled through the group. Jerome jumped up, brushing off the sand from his shorts. “Minor adjustment lang ‘yan!” he insisted, though his ears turned bright red.By afternoon, the games began. Jerome’s team lost the first volleyball match thanks to his overenthusiastic dive that sent him face-first into the sand. But he b