Lahat ng Kabanata ng Island of Desire with My Billionaire (English): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

"Good morning, Mr. Montenegro." The two staff members they met in the hallway bowed at the same time. Damien did not even stop to greet the staff back. He only nodded slightly as a reply before he continued walking. Oh wow, acting rich, right? Well, he is actually rich anyway. Alyssa just followed quietly. She had been noticing it since earlier. Everyone they meet greets him right away. There are employees who bow slightly. There are some who naturally step aside to give way for him to walk. She blinked. Wow! Is he a CEO? No wonder when he scolded me earlier, it was like he owns the island. She could not stop herself from looking at him. His look was just straight ahead. His neat posture and calm walking were still the same. It seems like he is very used to that kind of treatment. While her, she felt like she also wanted to say good morning to everyone so it would not be awkward. After a while, they stopped in front of an elevator. It was not an ordinary elevator. Even the ele

Something cold touched Alyssa's forehead. Following that was the soft but continuous sound of a monitor. Her fingers moved slightly. She slowly felt the softness of the bed under her body. That was not the examination bed. It felt softer and wider. And the blanket covering her had a strange smell of fresh laundry. Then it is definitely not her blanket, because she has not done her laundry yet. She frowned gently. "Where am I?" She slowly opened her eyes. A bright room immediately greeted her. There were wide glass windows overlooking the blue sea. The thin white curtains were dancing with every blow of the wind. There were white flowers on top of a small table. And at the other corner of the room, there was a man quietly sitting on the sofa. One of his legs was folded while holding a tablet in his left hand. He was still wearing the same black suit. His sleeves were slightly opened and his polo collar was loose, as if he had been there for a long time. Alyssa blinked. "Damie

The whole room was quiet after Damien left. She stared at the closed door for a few more seconds before she shook her head. "What is wrong with you, Alyssa." She held her forehead. "'Daddy' really?" She sighed. "You just really say random things out of your mouth." She grimaced while remembering Damien's expression before he completely went out of the room. He did not get angry. He also did not speak but that was more embarrassing. She turned her gaze to the food tray. The porridge was still warm. There were sliced mangoes, grapes, and apples on a small plate. There was orange juice and a bottle of water. She blinked. "The patient's food is so fancy." She laughed softly. She did not wait for her stomach to growl again. She slowly took the spoon. "Hmm..." Her eyes widened after tasting the first bite. "Delicious." She did not expect that even a simple porridge was cooked very deliciously. While she was eating, her eyes naturally looked at the wide window. From there, she coul

Alyssa remained staring at the gazebo. She blinked a few times. "That is not possible!" Just earlier, there was an old woman standing there. She was sure of it and she did not make a mistake with what she saw. She knew that her two eyes really saw it. "Is there a problem?" She turned to Damien and slightly pointed to the gazebo. Her finger was even shaking when she pointed at it. "Because I saw an old woman." He quietly followed with his look the direction she pointed. There was no one in that part of the island. Only white curtains dancing in the wind could be seen inside the gazebo. "Is there really no one living there?" she asked the young man. Damien was quiet for a moment before answering. "That area is private." She frowned. "So there are people, right?" "I did not say that." She grimaced. Here we go again. It seems like his answers to her questions are always hanging. What is that? Will she still guess if there are people or not, is that it? She just sighed. "Okay

Alyssa did not move right away. She stayed looking at the direction Atlas was barking at. That spot was just quiet. There was no person and no car. Only the gentle movement of the leaves and the soft blow of the wind from the sea could be heard. "Atlas..." She called softly. The big dog remained alert. He stood in front of her, slightly blocking as if protecting her. She frowned. "What is it?" The dog did not answer. He stared for a few more seconds at the thick line of trees before slowly returning to her side. She sighed. "Maybe it is just a cat." But even though she said that, the strange feeling in her chest did not completely go away. It was like there were eyes quietly following her every move. She quickly removed that thought. "What are you doing, Alyssa. You are watching too many suspense movies." She smiled to herself. "Not every quiet place has a serial killer." She looked up at the sky. "Crazy." She shook her head while continuing to walk. When they went back t