Todos los capítulos de Working as a Maid for the Billionaire: Capítulo 291 - Capítulo 300

"Good morning, Anya," I said with a lower voice I knew made her heart race. "How's your... sleep?"She offered a brilliant, blinding smile, stepping just an inch closer, close enough for me to catch the sweet scent of her skin. She leaned down, her lips brushing past my ear as she whispered her reply."Masarap po, Sir. Lalo na po nung napanaginipan ko kayo... walang damit.” She cheekily said.A smile pulled at the corner of my lips before I could stop it. I set my pen down and leaned back into the back of my chair, narrowing my eyes as I studied her. She truly had no filter when it was just the two of us, her reckless flirtations hit me straight in the chest every single time. She's really something else. I couldn't deny that I like her playful side."Don't be a tease, Anya," I murmured back, keeping my tone between us. I leaned forward, letting my presence overwhelm her space, taking in the sight of her flushing cheeks. "Baka nakakalimutan mo kung nasaan tayo. Kung gusto mong maglaro

"We’ll finalize the Singapore branch audit by Thursday morning, Mr. Villamor," my driver slowed as the heavy gates of the estate swung open, revealing the familiar path home."Cancel the morning briefing," I said with my voice low. "Move it to the afternoon. Leave the files in the study.""Understood, sir."As the driver stepped out to open my door, I pulled my smartphone from my pocket. I tapped out a short, precise message before stepping into the mansion.Lucas:I’m entering the driveway. See you in my room, Anya.I unbuttoned my suit jacket as I reached the grand staircase, letting the heavy fabric slide off my shoulders to hang loosely over my forearm. Each step felt like stripping away a layer of armor I hadn’t realized I was wearing. By the time I reached the quiet corridor leading to my private room, I loosened the knot of my tie, undoing the top two buttons of my shirt. A deep breath of relief finally made its way into my chest.I pushed open the door of my bedroom. I was tur

I let out a soft sigh, watching Anya step back from our embrace. My chest still felt strangely light, filled with that effortless warmth she always brought into the room. She turned toward the large suitcase resting beside my closet. “O siya, baka ma-stress na naman si Ma’am Cindy kapag hindi pa kita naipag-impake,” she said, her voice laced with that energetic, playful charm I had grown addictively accustomed to. She marched straight into my closet, pushing the double doors open. I watched her pause for a second, her eyes widening as if she had just stepped into a treasure vault. “Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?” I teased, letting my voice drop just to see how she’d react. Predictably, her shoulders tensed, and she turned around with a wide eyed expression. “Naku, Lucas Villamor, huwag mo akong sinusubukan,” she warned, her hands busy pulling tailored polo shirts off their hangers. “Baka kapag sumama ako doon, sa halip na asikasuhin kita, mapagkamalan pa akong nawawa

The moment the door clicked opened, Anya’s gaze pierced through me. I didn't even have to look up from my laptop screen to know she was already scanning the room, plotting how to turn my quiet room into her personal playground.I kept my eyes fixed on the glowing screen of my laptop, fighting the corners of my mouth that desperately wanted to curve upward. I deliberately kept my reading glasses on just to give myself a thin shield against her ridiculous charm. I need to calm myself. I need to review documents today.“Sir Lucas, magpapatuloy na po ako sa pag-aayos,” she announced, her voice dripping with the most exaggerated formality she could muster.I couldn't help it. I let out a low laugh and glanced over my shoulder at her. “What’s with the formality? Just call me Lucas, Anya. I’ll just finish this report and then I'll hang out with you after.”Even to my own ears, my voice sounded entirely too soft when I spoke to her. I guess she charmed me too much. I watched the way her eyes

"Deal," I replied, my voice low and full of sincerity. I could see the immediate effect it had on her. Her eyes widened, and a lovely flush crept up her neck and spilled across her cheeks.I knew Anya. I knew the playful glint in her eyes and the curve of her smile. She was my everything. And deep down, I knew she would have given me a dozen kisses, maybe even a lifetime of them, regardless of any deals or negotiations.I shifted slightly, my hand moving smoothly to the key. I turned on the engine. "Teka, saan tayo pupunta?" she asked, her gaze fixed on me as I buckled my seatbelt. I could feel her watching my every move, a strange mix of admiration and curiosity etched onto her features. “Magpapakalayo-layo ba tayo? Iiwanan na ba natin ang magulong mundo ng catering at magpapakasal na sa pinakamalapit na simbahan?”I glanced at her, my eyebrow arching slightly as my familiar, playful yet entirely melting grin made its appearance. "As much as I find your wild imagination entertaining