Bos 21

⚠️SPG⚠️ Lumaki ang tibo na si Roxine Caballero, na matatag at subok na ng panahon. Osto anyos pa lang kasi siya noon nang iwan sila ng kanyang ama, at hindi na ito muling nagpakita pa, kaya labis siyang nagtanim ng sama ng loob rito. Nang ma-ospital ang kan’yang ina dahil sa isang car accident, na-comatose ito, at walang may alam kung magigising pa ba ito. Malaki na ang nagagastos ni Rox sa ospital, pero nais niya pa ring madugtungan pa ang buhay ng kan’yang ina. Kaya ginagawa niya ang lahat para kumita ng pera, kahit kumapit pa siya sa patalim. Isang gabi sa isang private port, tahimik siyang nagmamatyag sa pagdating ng bagong shipment. Nag-aabang siya doon para magnakaw ng imported products, at binibenta niya ‘to sa malaking halaga. Pero tila malas kay Rox ang gabing iyun dahil naka-enkwentro niya si Darcos Ruggieri, isang Italo-Filipino billionaire businessman, at mafia boss. Nadaig siya ni Darcos, at akmang papatayin na sana, pero isang tauhan ng binata ang biglang dumating at pumigil rito. Pinadampot siya ni Darcos, at dinala sa mansiyon nito. Doon nalaman ng dalaga na matagal na pa lang patay ang tatay niya, at matalik nitong kaibigan si Darcos. Nais ni Rox na tumulong sa paghahanap sa pumatay sa tatay niya, pero hindi siya pinayagan ni Darcos. Nangako ang binata sa kanyang best friend na aalagaan niya ang mag-ina nito, at poprotektahan dahil may gusto ring pumatay sa mga ito. Sa umpisa ay para silang mga aso't pusa, kung mag-away, dahil sa pareho silang mga siga, at palaban. Ngunit sa huli ay pinalambot rin ng pag-ibig ang kanilang mga puso.

After her sister's death, Stella can only think about vengeance. She will go to hell and back to make those people pay for what they did. She will even bind herself to the ruthless mafia boss.

Si Xavier Morgan ay isang lampang pulis na wala ng ibang ginawa kun'di ang maging palpak maski sa maliliit na gawain. Siya ay nasa pamamahala ni Aurelia Raine Aragon na mahusay sa lahat ng bagay dahilan upang maitalaga sa kaniya ang binata nang sa gayon ay maturuan niya ito. Ngunit paano na lang kung may nakakubli palang galit sa kabila ng maamong mukha ni Xavier?

"Kahit kailan hindi ako magkakagusto sa'yo." Iyan ang mga salitang palaging bukambibig ni Louise sa tuwing aasarin siya ng kaniyang childhood best friend slash boss na si Troy. Guwapo, mayaman, mabait. Halos lahat na yata ng magagandang katangian ng isang lalaki ay nasa kaibigan niya na. Tunay ngang napakadaling sabihin sa isang tao na hindi mo siya gusto, pero napakahirap naman nitong panindigan lalo na kung araw-araw mo itong nakikita at nakakasama. Makakaya nga ba niyang panindigan ang mga salitang sinabi sa kaniyang kaibigan o kakainin niya ang kaniyang sinabi dahil sa paglaon ay hindi niya na rin mapigil ang damdaming nais kumawala sa kaniyang puso?

Summer's best option is to end her life. When she separated from her sister Autumn when they were orphans, her adopted father molested her. A surprising chain of events occurred. For no apparent reason, a man named Bard Mignus De La Haye appeared in the picture and became her guardian. She accepted the misery, the mystery, and the lies because he helped her to stand on her own feet to face her fears, wasn''t he?

"ENZO RICCARDO" The name that could make even a grown man wet himself.. The name only uttered in hushed whispers. Some call him the devil himself, the manipulator, the cold-blooded savage man. The king of the underworld. I have caught the attention of this monster. It's too late,I didn't even see it coming. I am to marry him in a week time. He doesn't even like me,The thing is he doesn't even know me. The worst part is that no one can save me. I am well and utterly fucked

Spending the last night of my vacation by partying and drinking into oblivion was the highlight of my master plan. Waking up, in my birthday suit and tangled up in the sheets with a sinfully handsome stranger was definitely not. Curious? Then I have to disclose about how I met him in the first place. Beware, you are all in for one hell of a delicious ride.

Addy Walker once believed love was supposed to be loud—felt in bedtime stories, laughter in the kitchen, and the warmth of arms that made the world feel safe. That’s how it was before her mother died. Before her father changed. Grief hollowed him out. The man who once teased and protected became a shell—quiet, cold, unreachable. Then came the bottles. The slammed doors. The bruises. Addy, now eighteen, has learned to survive in silence—walking lightly, speaking carefully, hiding her pain beneath long sleeves and polite smiles. She works long hours to keep food on the table while her father sinks deeper into debt and addiction. One night, she comes home to a dark, freezing house—again. The electricity is off. Again. And she knows why. She confronts him, her voice sharper than it’s ever been. He denies it at first, but the truth is already spread across the kitchen counter in final notice bills and losing betting slips. He’d gambled away the electric bill money on a horse. The argument erupts. He screams, she stands her ground. When he slaps her, she doesn’t flinch. Something inside her shifts. She’s done waiting for the man he used to be. Addy packs a bag. She’s leaving—for real this time. No plan. No destination. Just freedom. But as she storms out into the rain, a long, black car pulls up to the curb. A man steps out—tall, broad-shouldered, older. His face is hard, almost frightening in the shadows, but he’s striking. Dangerous. And calm.

"Love should not be all about saying, 'I LOVE YOU' but also about showing and proving that it's true" Ang akdang ito ay tumutukoy sa isang Lalaking masyadong mataas ang tingin sa kanyang sarili kaya't kung pahirapan at ituring niya ang mga taong nasa paligid nya ay parang isang basura lang at basta na lang niya binabalewa. Makikilala niya si Irene Min, Isang Babaeng natutong tumayo sa sarili niyang mga paa para sa isang pagtakas na kanyang ginawa.

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.