บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire’s Forbidden Janitress: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

The scent of liquor and luxury filled the air—amber light glinting against glass, laughter echoing from the bar’s main floor. Valerie Marie Chavez tightened her ponytail and balanced the cleaning caddy on her hip, her steps soft against the carpeted hallway.Another night. Another room. Another paycheck to keep the lights on at home.Her name tag caught a glimmer of the neon lights as she stopped at the row of VIP rooms. Room 6. The last one before her shift ended. She let out a quiet sigh and wiped the sweat from her forehead.From behind the door came the faint thud of jazz music and a man’s low voice speaking into a phone. Then silence.She hesitated, hand hovering over the knob. “Sir?” she called softly. No answer.She pushed the door open.The world inside was still—dimly lit, scented with bourbon and expensive cologne. A man sat alone on the leather couch, one leg crossed over the other, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened. The faint glow from the city lights beyond the glass wall d

“Class dismiss.”“Bye, Juls!” Valerie waving her hands to her friend while rushing out to their classrooms.“Heyy! Let’s hangout, Val!” Julia shouted at her while putting her things in her bag panickly.“Next time, babe. I have part-time today, sorry!” She shouted back then finally leave their classroom.---Bluebean Café The bell over the café door chimed softly as Valerie pushed it open from the staff entrance, the familiar aroma of roasted beans wrapping around her like a warm blanket. For a moment, it almost grounded her. Almost.The café was small—cozy, dimly lit, and perpetually smelling of caramel syrup and espresso. Students gathered here after classes, tapping on laptops or whispering over group projects. The kind of place where people unwound.Valerie wished she belonged among them.Instead, she slipped behind the counter with a tired smile and tied on her apron.“Val!” her co-worker, Mina, waved. “You’re early! Aren’t you tired from class?”Valerie shrugged. “I’m okay.”Sh

Valerie woke to the sound of hurried footsteps and the soft rustle of plastic bags.For a moment, she thought she was dreaming.Then—“Val!”Julia’s voice cracked as she rushed to the bedside, nearly dropping everything she was holding. Paper bags thudded onto the chair, the scent of warm arroz caldo and bread filling the sterile hospital air.“You scared the hell out of me,” Julia said, eyes glossy as she grabbed Valerie’s hand. “Do you have any idea how terrifying it is to watch your best friend collapse in front of you?”Valerie swallowed hard. “Juls… I’m sorry.”Julia shook her head, already pulling a chair closer and sitting down. “Don’t apologize. Just—” Her voice faltered. “Just tell me you’re okay.”Valerie hesitated.“I’m… alive,” she said quietly.Julia studied her face, the hollowness beneath her eyes, the way her fingers trembled even while resting. Then her gaze drifted—to Valerie’s IV, the chart at the foot of the bed, the tight way Valerie kept her other hand near her s