A Night with the Billionaire (ENGLISH)

As soon as they got inside the stranger’s car, their kissing became unstoppable, as did his constant caressing of her exposed thigh. He licked the skin around her neck, and she moaned continuously, almost guiding one of his hands to grasp her breasts, which were craving attention. When he stopped, she almost protested.She couldn’t deny to herself how intoxicating the man’s scent was, like she had inhaled a love potion. And she also admitted that this was her first time making out, so deep inside, she knew how eager she was. Perhaps it was also because of the alcohol she had earlier that she almost didn’t want to refuse what they were doing.He drove off from the club’s parking space. She noticed the veins on his arm and hand as he gripped the steering wheel tightly, his jaw clenched.Lilliane felt heat surge through her body, craving his touch and kisses. She must have been very drunk because she had lost all sense of reason.Through half-closed eyes, she glanced at him. The lights f

Lilliane could feel the rapid pounding of her heart as she stepped out of the elevator and into the marble-floored lobby of her condo building. The echo of her high heels seemed to intensify her anxiety, in sync with every beat of her chest.Even at that moment, Lilliane still felt the sting and pain from the slaps and hair-pulling she had received from Mathilda.She forced herself to dress up, despite not wanting to attend. She even wore the dress her aunt had left on the coffee table.Her eyes were swollen as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She wanted to cry again, but she felt like she had no more tears left. She couldn’t feel anything else but deep pity for herself.Lilliane took a deep breath, exhaustion evident in her eyes.“Miss Lilliane Olivares?”Lilliane gave a small nod to the elderly man who stood up upon seeing her.“That’s me.”“I’m Pedring, and I’m here to drive you to Mr. Fuentes’ mansion. Mr. and Mrs. Amante are also waiting for you at the mansion.”She fo