“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 rumors that you’re gay.” “What could it be?” he asked. "I know it’s going to sound weird and annoying at the same time, but that’s the only way to make the public stop talking.” When Richard didn’t say anything, Luke took it as a signal to go ahead. “You have never been in a dating rumor before, and I think the public will stop talking about you if you tell them that you’re in a relationship by making Kristin…” Luke hesitated before completing his statement. “Your wife.” “Are you crazy?! You want me to make a woman I know nothing about my wife? You already know I hate women, and you want me to make her my wife? Are you trying to annoy me?!” he roared. “I’m not trying to annoy you, Richard, but that’s the quickest way to make the public stop talking about the rumors. It’s not like you will be in an official marriage with her; it’s just going to be a contract marriage.” “Contract marriage my foot! There’s no way I’d live under the same roof with that Peanut!” “Sometimes, you should listen to other people’s opinions. The main reason why everyone believes you’re gay is because you haven’t been seen with any woman before. Kristin is the best option to clear up the misunderstandings the public has about you. At least no one knows about her because she is not from Las Vegas. I know you hate women, but this is the only way for you to save your reputation, your dad’s company, and the hotel you worked so hard to establish. While you are married to Kristin, you can distract the public and find a way to fish out the anonymous person who wants to tarnish your reputation. Even if you suspect Ophelia or someone else, we need…” “Enough! I’ve had enough of all your talking.” “I will leave you alone.” Luke turned to leave, but Richard’s baritone voice stopped him. “Bring Kristin to me,” he ordered, and Luke smiled, and left to get Kristin Kristin kept hitting her chest, trying to stop herself from hiccuping. She was still not over the scene Richard displayed in front of her. This would be the first time she would be scared of someone. She was always nicknamed fearless by the people in Glenwood, but right now, her heart was pounding in fear at the thought of Richard. He possibly can’t be human, Kristin thought to herself as she took notice of the employees. It came as a shock to her because all the employees were male. There wasn’t a single female working for him. “I wonder where I am?” she muttered, feeling homesick. If she were still in Glenwood, she would have been in her small bed sleeping, but she didn’t even have a floor to lay on here in Vegas. “Did I make a mistake coming here?” she mumbled, almost regretting coming to Vegas. “Kristin!” She raised her head and saw Luke walking up to her with a smile. “Can I go now? I didn’t mean to slap his head.” “Do you have a place to go?” Kristin sadly shook her head. “Richard wants to speak with you,” he smiled. “There’s no way I’m going back there! He sees me as a spy, and he’s going to kill me. I don’t want to die. Just help me escape from here,” Kristin pleaded with her eyes. Luke smiled again and patted her. “This time around, he is not going to do anything to you, trust me.” After much convincing, Kristin went to meet Richard, and Luke left them alone to talk. There was silence between them, and Kristin kept avoiding his gray eyes. His eyes were dashing, but the coldness in them gave Kristin a reason to look away. “Do you have a boyfriend?” Richard asked, breaking the silence. Kristin wondered why he was asking such a question all of a sudden, but nevertheless, she answered. “I… don’t have a boyfriend.” “How much should I offer you to be my wife?” “Why should I be your wife?” she questioned back. Without answering her question, he threw a newspaper on the table and signaled for her to read it. Kristin hesitated before taking the newspaper from the table. After she was done reading it, she dropped it back on the table. “Well, since you’re gay, just tell the truth.” “Do I look like someone who is gay to you? I just want you to be my wife for a certain period of time to shut the public up about insisting I’m gay. You said you’re from Glenwood, right? What amount of money should I offer you to be my acting wife?” Richard asked, his face tight like a rock. “I admit that I need money, but I have a pride to protect. You treated me like a criminal earlier, and you need to apologize to me before I reconsider being your acting wife.” “I won't apologize to you" he said, firmly. “You grabbed my neck unjustly and almost killed me, and you need to apologize for that. Since you can’t apologize, I am going to leave.” Kristin stood up to leave, but just after she walked four steps away from him, he stood up and held her wrist. Kristin's feet halted as she turned to look at Richard who had his hand on her. He hesitated before speaking; “I am sorry. Will you forgive me and be my wife?” he asked in a softer tone. Kristin’s heart skipped a beat. It wasn’t beating this time around because of fear; it was fluttering."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
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 someth
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
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
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
"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
“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
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
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
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 someth