After The Affair: Falling Into A Billionaire's Arms Mga Nobela at Kwento

And she was the most knowledgeable about it. And now that she was back on the job, she couldn’t help but feel that life was a beautiful thing. Who would have believed her employer was having an affair with billionaire Miguel Larson? Instead of flaunting this, she remained concealed in her home and pursued her business without revealing anything. What a shock this was for her.

This short encounter showed how her recovery process was going. Not too long ago, Kristine had enrolled for a therapy session and was set on a path to recovery. Although it worked perfectly, one thing from the past still had her in the lock - her late dad's debt. Aaron Richards was a top business man and socialite in his time. Lots of occasion had him headlined and ofcourse he lived up to expectations. Average height, non-athletic build with a well trimmed moustache, he was a figure that brought life to every environment he stepped into.

Hope no one saw me doing that or I'll be in the headlines again. "Come on, Aliana. Time for the after-party. Let's change," Richie said. I nodded and followed him out. I changed my dress into a black satin cowl neck midi dress with a slit and transparent high heels. I untied my bun and let my loose curls fall on my shoulders. However, instead of going to the after-party, I drove the other way. I went to Twilight. I can't have the presence of others this time. I want to be alone. I don't have the energy to be nice and be all smiles.

And yet, thoughts of Marinda lingered in my mind. "Did you hear the news?" my friend asked. "What? No, I haven't. But something feels strange today. Why is everyone looking at me as if I'm an alien?" "Oh, my goodness! It seems you're unaware of what's happening. Let's go to the garden and talk." She pulled me towards the school garden, where she accessed the main university forum. "Take a look at this link. It'll explain everything," she said. I clicked on the link, and an article appeared, claiming to be the hottest topic of the day. It discussed the trend of wealthy individuals hiring companions known as sugar babies.

Harvey answered, shifting his daughter's focus away from the elephant in the room. She didn't push any further. Lunch went by quickly, and everyone went back to their rooms. Chloe lay on her bed, phone in hand and scrolling through a page she probably shouldn't have been looking at. Her screen showed many photos of Harvey from business ads, magazine covers, and a newsletter that identified him as the state's most eligible bachelor. A small, involuntary smile tugged at her lips as she lingered on a photo of him in a swimsuit. Her hands slowly crept down between her legs, the wetness between making her ache for his touch as she pictured being pinned to the bed by those brawny arms.

“We had to let her go.” Andy’s brows knitted in confusion. “Let her go? For what reason?” The receptionist shifted nervously, avoiding his eyes. “There… there were complaints. She—she had an affair with one of the guests. Management decided it was best to terminate her employment.” Andy froze, caught between shock and disbelief. “An affair?” he asked slowly, his curiosity pricking at something deeper than mere gossip. “Yes,” she said softly, glancing around. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to get into it, but—” She left the explanation hanging.

Richard sighed, leaning back again, “I know you must be going through a lot, and I get that, but this is a lot to ask from a stranger.” “Well, you're right,” I forced a smile, “but think of this as a business deal instead.” Richard smirked, stroking his beard again. A single ray of hope glowed in my heart when I saw him look up. He was intrigued and I didn't want the opportunity to slip away. “Money is not a problem, if that's what you're worried about,” I added, "My dad's a billionaire.” "Yeah, I can see that," Richard exhaled, glaring at the coffered ceiling and marble walls before turning to me. “How much are we talking about, exactly?”

I couldn’t keep the shock out of my voice. “Yes.” “Why?” “Because this is where you find wealthy men. Not at the coffee shop.” He said, his face twisting in annoyance. We walked the short hallway and entered a bar. I looked around— for those having sex but there was none. “Hey, Killian.” A petite woman wearing black lingerie said as she stepped in front of Killian. She looked so beautiful with a supermodel body. She grabbed Killian’s face and smashed her lips on his. What the hell! And Killian wasn’t pushing her off either.

Mommy Rara: "Kasih left a while ago, Faith. She said she wanted to meet a friend. Mommy and Mrs. Sani will leave for the boutique shortly. We'll meet there, okay?" Mommy Rara then provided an address to Faith, coincidentally the same mall where Faith was currently located. Suddenly, Assistant Max spoke, "Young Master, isn't that Miss Kasih?" he exclaimed to his boss. Faith's gaze shifted to a café in the mall. Indeed, his fiancée was with another man. Faith clenched his fists, restraining the burning emotions within him. "No wonder she didn't answer my calls! She's busy with another man!" he seethed inwardly.

“This could change everything for you.” “It’s not just about money,” I shot back, my voice shaking slightly. “I won’t lose myself in this… whatever it is you want.” He studied me for a moment, trying to understand why I was so resistant. Did he really believe that taking his offer would mean losing myself? Just then, Sam rushed over, her eyes wide with worry. “Evelyn! You can’t be serious!” I turned to my friend, torn between joy and fear. “Think about it!” Sam urged. “He’s a billionaire! This is dangerous!”