A tall, lanky man with jet-black hair stood nervously by the office door, worried about what awaited him inside. His name is Luke, and he is the personal assistant to Richard Hernandez, a powerful billionaire.
“Maybe I should just come back later?” he wondered aloud, stepping back but then stopping himself. “No, I have to deal with this and find a way to stop the rumors.” He took a deep breath and walked into the office. As he entered, a mug flew past his head, barely missing him thanks to his quick reflexes. “Why is everyone in Las Vegas talking about me? When did I become gay? And why are people believing this ridiculous rumor?!” Richard shouted, his anger boiling over. “It’s probably easy for them to think you’re gay since no one has ever seen you with a…” Luke started, but he was cut off by Richard’s fierce glare. “Finish that sentence and you’ll regret it,” Richard growled, his eyes icy. Luke swallowed hard. He knew better than to push Richard—if Richard said he’d do something, he would definitely do it. Richard wasn’t just the owner of Glamour Empire Hotel, he was also the CEO of a car company, which he inherited from his father, Julio Hernandez. Known for his ruthless tactics and icy demeanor, Richard’s reputation was feared across the business world. Luke stayed quiet, bracing himself for Richard’s next words. “Find the idiot who spread this nonsense,” Richard demanded, his eyes flashing with fury. “I want him dealt with swiftly.” “I’m trying, but since the post was made anonymously, tracing the source is difficult,” Luke explained. “If you don’t find out who did this within twenty-four hours, you’ll be out of your job,” Richard warned, his voice leaving no room for argument. “I’ll get on it right away,” Luke replied, leaving in haste. Despite Richard’s intimidating demeanor, he wasn’t ready to quit. Richard clenched his fists, his anger palpable. “Whoever you are, you’d better prepare for what’s coming,” he snarled. His phone rang. It was his father, and he sighed before answering. “Come to the main house. We need to talk,” Julio stated. --- At the Hernandez mansion, a woman in her sixties slammed a newspaper on the table, frustratedly. “The whole city is buzzing about the Hernandez family. What are you going to do about it, Julio? Your son is rumored to be gay!” Ophelia fumed. She clearly didn’t like Richard, and Richard, in return, didn't like her. “There’s must be a mistake somewhere. Richard can't possibly be gay,” Julio replied calmly. “Are you blind or deaf? The rumors are everywhere! It's ruining our reputation! Your son is dragging our name through the mud!” Ophelia snapped. “Watch your tone, or you’ll regret it,” Richard said as he entered the room, his presence sending fearful shivers down Ophelia's spine. Without a doubt, she was scared of Richard and only dared to speak when he wasn't present. “What’s going on with these rumors about you being gay?” Julio asked, worriedly. “I’ll take care of it,” he replied. “And how are you going to do that?” Julio pressed. “Everyone’s talking about it, and it’s hurting our reputation.” “It’ll stop just as quickly as it started,” Richard said confidently. “I trust you,” Julio said with a reassuring smile. “I know you’ll sort it out.” “Do you need anything else?” he asked, and when Julio shook his head, he left the house without sparing Ophelia a single glance. “Seriously, that’s all you could say?” Ophelia asked, clearly annoyed. “What were you expecting me to say?" Julio asked in return. “Anything! You just let him go that easily when he's clearly ruining our reputation!” “If you’re so worried about our reputation, maybe you should have talked to him yourself,” Julio stated. “How can I confront a man like Richard?!” Ophelia snapped. “Let him handle it. I believe in him. He always gets things done,” Julio declared before walking away. Ophelia clenched her fists, annoyed that her husband had Richard's back. --- The room was dark and silent, but a man was being brutally beaten by several men while Richard sat watching as they descended on the innocent man. Richard’s face held no emotions, in fact, he was dissatisfied with how the men were handling the innocent man. A snap of his fingers signaled the men to stop the beating. They didn’t need to be told twice before the wounded man was dragged to where Richard was sitting like a king. His cold hands gripped the man’s jaw, his gray eyes piercing angrily at him. “Your broadcasting company was the one who started the rumors about me, right?” His baritone voice asked, his eyes darkening with every word. “Yes, it was, and I am sorry. My broadcasting company was on the verge of bankruptcy, and I needed to do something about it.” “By tarnishing my reputation? Do you even know who I am?” Richard asked. The way he spoke was enough to make even the strongest man wet his pants. “I'm sorry, Mr. Richard.” “Who was the person that sent the fake news to you? If you tell me, I might reconsider not chopping your head off,” he glared. “Forgive me, Mr. Richard, but I have no idea who the person is. It was sent anonymously to my company; we just uploaded it on the internet,” the chin-bearded man sniffled. “You think I’m going to buy your lies? I ask you for the last time, who sent the message to you?” “I'm speaking the truth, Mr. Richard. It was sent anonymously,” the man cried. He had heard a lot rumors about how dangerous Richard was. If he hadn’t been blinded by the thought of boasting his company when the anonymous email arrived, he wouldn’t be in the realm of the devil's son right now. Richard stood to his feet. With just a move of his eyebrows, his men understood the message and resumed the brutal beating. The man screamed for help, but it didn’t move him.Kristin heaved a sigh after coming out of a building. She had just arrived in Las Vegas, looking for a cheap house to rent, but she couldn’t find one that met her budget. "Why are houses in Vegas so expensive? I need to start working as soon as possible to take care of my parents in Glenwood, they can’t continue farming," she whined. "Should I find a rich tycoon and marry him?" she chuckled at her own words. Her stomach rumbled, and she knew it was time to eat, she hadn’t eaten since she landed in Las Vegas. Kristin looked for the perfect spot to sit, and when she found one, she smiled and rushed to sit down. She opened her luggage and took out the homemade rice cakes her mom prepared for her before she embarked on her journey to Vegas. "Mmmm, mom’s cooking is always the best,” Kristin uttered, dancing with her head. She wasn’t the type of person to get shy, which is why she was comfortably eating on the roadside despite how the people passing by were looking at her. "W
Kristin kept clenching her fingers frighteningly under the table as Richard’s cold eyes pierced her like he’d rain bullets into her chest. She kept wondering if he was even human until Luke’s voice woke her up from her bed of thoughts. "What’s your name?" Luke asked, speaking in a more calmer demeanor than Richard. "Kristin Santiago," she replied, as she tried her best not to look at Richard, whose gaze refused to leave hers. "How long have you been in Las Vegas?" "This is my first time in Vegas. I have lived all my life in Glenwood, and I just came to Las Vegas because I want to make money. Please let me go, I didn’t know Mr. Grouchy was not the one who stole my bag." "Grouchy?" Richard asked with a furrowed eyebrows, and Kristin dabbed her head against the marble floor to avoid looking into his gray eyes. "It’s a miracle you’re still alive," Luke muttered. "I kept her alive because I wanted to confirm something from her. It’s not a coincidence that you mistook me for a thief
“Why would I need her?” he asked again. “The rumors about you won’t go down until you find a way to prove that they aren’t true. The owner of the broadcasting company where the rumor was first uploaded doesn’t know who the anonymous person is. Not only your reputation but also your hotel and the company you have worked so hard for will go down the drain if you don’t do something about it.” “Then what am I supposed to do? I might not have been in a dating rumor before, but I definitely know I am not gay! I feel like wiping everyone out!” Richard yelled, boiling with anger. Richard didn't just have a cold personality; he is also hot-tempered. He gets angry easily and finds it hard to control himself anytime he is upset. “Can you at least calm down and let me talk? You should be thankful I’m used to your anger.” “Then resign if you want, I don’t care!” Richard’s eyes burned with fury. Luke swallowed hard and said, “I have an idea of how you can stop the public from believing the ru
"Are you happy now?" Richard asked, returning to his cold voice. Kristin took her hand away from him, frowning. She couldn’t understand why her heart fluttered all of a sudden. It was so obvious that his apologies weren’t sincere, so why did her heart flutter at hearing him speak in a low voice? This devil standing in front of her had almost strangled her to death without a second thought, so why on earth did her heart flutter? Kristin desperately wanted to leave, but then again, she thought of the money involved. Wealth circulated around Richard, and Kristin had no doubt that he’d be able to pay off the huge debt her family owed without hesitation. The main reason she came here was to lift her family out of poverty, and if Richard could be her gateway to achieving that dream, she was ready to do anything. Moreover, he didn’t look like someone who had time for women, his cold and dominant personality would surely drive any sensible woman away. But Kristin didn’t care; she needed
Ophelia sat on the bed, staring at the picture of a ten-year-old girl, her eyes mixed with sadness and regret. Julio entered the room and said, "We should find a way to help our son. The rumors won’t stop going viral." "What son are you talking about? Is Richard our son?" "Not again, Ophelia," Julio said with a tired voice, and Ophelia threw the picture of the ten-year-old girl at him. "She is our daughter, not Richard! After you adopted that Richard twenty years ago, you have completely forgotten our daughter! The heirless of the Hernandez family!" Ophelia shouted. "It’s high time you accept that we can never find our daughter!" "And whose fault was it? If you weren’t so careless and left our daughter alone in that mall, she would still be here with us! Instead of searching endlessly for our daughter, you adopted a devil!" "Richard isn’t a devil, and you know that!" "Easy for you to say because you weren’t the one who gave birth to Adriana! From the very first day Richard se
Kristin's jaw dropped at his statement, her hands not leaving her chest. "You barge in without knocking, and instead of apologizing, you choose to insult me?" she asked, glaring at him. "Don’t expect an apology from me. I told you to fix yourself up snappily, but you decided to give birth in the bathroom," Richard replied, his face like a ten-thousand-years-old rock. "Whatever, you should leave so I can get dressed." "I have no time to waste, Peanut. Make sure you are ready when I come back," he coldly said to her before leaving the room. "He is so annoying!" Kristin stamped her feet on the ground. Remembering how Richard called her breasts small buttons, she rushed to the mirror to look at herself. "It’s just the perfect size! How dare Mr. Grouchy call my breasts small buttons?" Kristin snarled. Nevertheless, she dressed up hesitantly to avoid witnessing his anger. She stepped out of the room and met Richard at the doorway. "I’m ready!" she smiled. He studied the
Richard’s eyes didn’t leave Kristin’s face, because she was totally different from the woman he had met yesterday. He kept looking at her, stunned by her transformation, until Luke tapped him. "Here’s the magazine you were holding, boss," Luke said, smiling. His smile was a bad one because he knew Richard was stunned by Kristin’s new look. "You kept staring at me. Do I look beautiful?" Kristin asked. "No," he answered curtly and left without taking the newspaper from Luke. "I’m still wondering how you manage to cope with his behavior. He didn’t have to be so cold," Kristin frowned. Somehow, she wished Richard had complimented her new look the way Luke did. After the payments were made, Luke went back to Richard’s house to drop off the things they got for Kristin, while Richard and Kristin left to register their marriage. It came as shocking news to the lady in charge of the marriage registration, but with the coldness of Richard’s face, she was too scared to ask questions. Sh
The sound of the doorbell distracted Kristin, who was lost in the movie she was watching. She rushed to the door, and with the video intercom system mounted on the wall beside the luxurious door, Kristin saw a delivery man standing outside. Kristin furrowed her eyebrows, wondering what a delivery man was doing here. Guessing Richard might have placed the order, she opened the door and beamed a smile at him. "I'm here to deliver Mr. Richard's order," the delivery man muttered. Kristin accepted the delivery from him, and just after she signed and shut the door, Richard came out of his room, hands tucked in the pockets of his gray joggers, his face an embodiment of iciness as always. "A delivery came for you," Kristin muttered. "The delivery is for you." "Me? But I didn’t order anything," Kristin said in a whisper. "Open the box and figure it out yourself," Richard said, and went straight to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. After Richard went to the kitchen, Kristin opened
Luke kept searching for Kristin, trying to figure out where she might have gone. He couldn’t think of a place because Kristin hadn’t spent much time in Vegas. He didn’t want to call her because he knew she was in a state where she wouldn’t answer the phone. An idea struck him, and hoping she might be there, Luke rushed to the airport—and he was right. Kristin was standing at the entrance, unsure whether she should go in. She had nothing with her. "Kristin!" Luke called out, rushing to her. She looked at him with watery eyes. "Going back to Glenwood isn’t the best option," Luke said, shaking his head. "I don’t want to go back," she replied in a tearful voice. "Then what are you doing here?" Kristin swallowed the painful lump in her throat. "I wanted to go back, but I keep restraining myself. How can I still be in love with a man who raised his hand on me? I can still believe he slap me, Luke. I tried to understand him, knowing he’s cold and has a temper, but I never thought h
Kristin’s eyes widened in shock and pain as she stumbled back, her hand flying to her cheek where he had struck her. The weight of his actions hung heavily in the room, and the silence that followed was filled with an unspoken understanding of the gravity of what had just happened. Richard's face reflected pure shock as he realized what he had done. He had slapped Kristin. He had slapped the woman his heart was falling for. He wasn’t a woman beater, but he had raised his hand against the one person who lit up his world. "Firefly," he called, his voice thick with regret. For the second time, he had let his anger take control, but this time it was worse because he had struck her. "Firefly," he tried to reach out to her, but she shrank back, tears streaming down her face. "I'm sorry. I... I... didn’t mean to," he pleaded. He hadn’t intended to hurt Kristin, but when his anger took over, he lost control. Kristin didn’t say a word, her cheek stinging from the slap. If someone ha
This was the first time Cecelia had seen Luke talking to another woman, and she felt a pang of jealousy. "She is my wife. I have something to attend to," Luke said, walking past Cecelia. He didn’t want to talk to her because he was still angry with her; he couldn’t get off the fact that he mentioned another man’s name while making love with her. "Really, Luke? I came here to see you, and you’re just going to walk out on me?" Cecelia asked loudly, but Luke didn’t spare her a glance. "Just give him some time," Kristin said, helping Luke with his response. Cecelia wanted to react but saw it as a good opportunity to get to know Kristin and befriend her to extort money from Lewis. She was unaware that Lewis was hospitalized. "Thanks. I’m Cecelia," she said with a fake smile. "I’m Kristin," Kristin said, genuinely smiling at her. "I’m not cheating on Luke. The movie happened to be my favorite, and that’s why I mentioned the character’s name." Kristin only smiled; wondering if she w
Gladys added more adobos to Kathryn’s plate, and she grinned with her missing teeth. "How long has Kristin been in Las Vegas?" Romina asked. "Going on two months now. You know the only blue-collar job here is farming. She barely graduated from school, and we couldn’t afford to pay our debts. Kristin took it upon herself to make a living, which is why she went to Las Vegas. You both are best friends, aren’t you on talking terms?" Gladys asked. "No, we haven’t. I’ve been too busy working as a nurse in Singapore, and the little time I have, I take care of Kathryn. When she calls, I’m busy, and the time difference makes it impossible for us to talk," Romina explained. "And your mom?" "Still not on speaking terms. She was the first person I informed about my return, but she didn’t seem to care. I came back because of Kathryn." "Why? Is everything okay with her?" Gladys asked worriedly, her eyes on Kathryn, who was eating. Romina sighed and began to speak. "She’s been having nightmar
"Kristin got pregnant after a one-night stand with a man on the night of her freshman party at her new college in the Philippines. She is now a single mom with a six-year-old daughter," Parker revealed. Ophelia chortled at Parker’s words, unable to believe that Kristin is a single mother. "Are you serious? Kristin is a single mother?" Ophelia asked skeptically. "Yes, she is. Here’s proof that she has a daughter who is six years old." Parker handed her a document. Without hesitation, Ophelia took the document and began to review it, a creepy smile spreading across her face. "This is her daughter?" Ophelia asked, pulling out a picture of a cute little girl from the envelope. "Yes. Her name is Kathryn Santiago, but for now, she is not in Glenwood with Kristin’s parents." "Then where is she?" Ophelia inquired. "According to my research, she is staying with Kristin’s best friend in Singapore. Her best friend’s name is Romina, and she works as a nurse there while taking care of Kris
Kristin grinned at Richard’s words and quickly got out of bed. “Where are you going?” Richard asked as she headed for the door. “I’ll be back,” she said with a smile. Kristin left the room and returned holding a nylon bag with a ball anklet sealed inside. “That’s the gift you got from the department store, right? I thought you said you’d gotten rid of it?” Richard’s eyes were on her. “I didn’t literally throw it away; I just disposed of it from you,” she smiled. "Why are you showing it to me?" he asked calmly. "I just want to know if you've really conquered your fear of jangling sounds." "Firefly, you can’t—" "I promise to get rid of it if you’re still triggered by it," Kristin said, raising her right hand as if making an oath. Richard looked at her but didn’t say a word. "Should I?" Kristin asked, attempting to unseal the ball anklet. Richard stared at the ball anklet and slowly nodded. He usually avoids letting jangling sounds reach his ears, but now he wants to face his
Lewis grabbed Kristin’s hair forcefully, and she screamed, trying to break free from his strong grip. “Aren’t you going to save your wife? I already have her wrapped around my fingers,” Lewis mocked Richard, showing off his loose tooth and looking like a cartoon villain. Richard tried to stand, but the sound from the ball anklet made him fall back to the ground. “Let me go! Mr. Grouchy!” Kristin’s voice cracked as she tried her best to break free from Lewis’s grasp. Her heart ached seeing Richard in such a pitiful state. He couldn’t move, and Ophelia’s torment with the ball anklet only intensified his distress. “Come on, Richard! Show us what you’ve got! You always act so dominant and powerful, but you’re just an ordinary man afraid of a mere jangling sound. Get on your feet!” Ophelia taunted. “You evil wretch! Stop being evil!” Kristin screamed, but her world almost crumbled when Lewis pressed a knife to her neck. Kristin stopped breathing, and to make it worse, Richard was st
After a pleasant chat with Julio, Kristin sat patiently, waiting for Richard to come pick her up as promised. A man approached her in Julio’s living room and bowed. “Richard sent me to you.” “Why? Is he not coming to get me?” she asked. “He’s busy at the hotel with Luke. That’s why he wants me to take you home,” the man said with a smile. “I’ll just inform Mr. Julio that I’m leaving.” “No need for that. I’ll tell him when he comes out of the bathroom.” Ophelia appeared out of nowhere, and Kristin stared at her. “What are you still waiting for? Your presence sickens me, so leave,” Ophelia raged. With no other option, Kristin left with the man, a smirk forming on Ophelia’s lips. She called Lewis, and he picked up immediately. “He’s taking Kristin to you. I’ll join you shortly,” she said before ending the call with another smirk. “Where’s Kristin?” Julio’s voice asked, startling her. She took a deep breath and replied, “She left with Richard.” “He didn’t bother to say goodby
Lewis couldn’t believe his ears when Richard denied him. He had thought that Richard will offer help to him after everything he had done for him. "Stop joking, Richard. I’m your best friend," Lewis said, trying to hug him, but Richard’s forceful push sent him to the ground. "I don’t know you!" Richard’s cold voice responded. He took Julio’s hand and said, "Let’s go, Dad. I don’t know him." Richard walked into the shopping mall without sparing Lewis a glance. Lewis was shocked by Richard’s treatment of him, but he hoped that Richard might change his mind. Every day, he waited at the shopping mall for him. Sometimes Richard would come to the mall, sometimes he wouldn’t, and when he did, he always denied knowing Lewis. Richard would always ignored and deny Lewis, who was bullied by older street kids. Richard never showed him any mercy; every time he saw Lewis, he would always say, "I don’t know you." This continued until Lewis caught Natalie’s attention, who is now his wife. Nat