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
“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
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
Ophelia angrily switched off the TV, frustrated by the news that played on the screen. "I can’t believe our plan got ruined!" she exclaimed, stamping her foot, her face flushed with anger. Lewis was fuming. Yet again, his plan to destroy Richard had failed. Instead of the media focusing on Richard's reaction to the jangling scandal, they were all talking about his kissing scene with Kristin. It was plastered across every TV channel and newspaper, and to his fury, teenagers were making viral videos out of the public display between Kristin and Richard. "Are you even sure Richard is terrified by jangling sounds?" Ophelia asked after a moment of silence. Lewis shot her a piercing glare, his eyes burning with anger. "Didn’t you see his reaction when he heard the jangling sounds? Everyone almost knew he was scared. But then Kristin ruined it all by kissing him. If she hadn’t made that first move, the whole media would be talking about Richard Hernandez’s weakness right now," Lewis sa
Kristin sat comfortably on the couch, smiling as she watched a documentary about doctors on television. They were already back in Las Vegas for the opening of his new company. "You find that interesting?" Richard's voice came from behind her. Kristin turned and saw him standing there. "Yes." "That?" He furrowed his brows, clearly puzzled. If it wasn’t a documentary about business, he considered it boring. "Documentaries about doctors are fun to watch," Kristin grinned. "Why? You want to become a doctor?" he asked, now sitting beside her. "Yes. I used to be a medical student in the Philippines." "Used to be? So you didn’t graduate?" "I made a terrible mistake that almost ruined my life, so I dropped out a month after our freshman party." "What kind of mistake made you drop out of college?" Richard probed. "It’s something I can’t tell you, Mr. Grouchy. I feel so useless anytime I think about that day." "Then don’t tell me. Anything that makes you feel that way, I d
"He's still alive?" Richard asked one of his employees, who had just reported the man's condition."Yes, but he's in a coma," the man in the fitted suit replied."He should be in a grave, not in a coma!" Richard roared, turning to leave, but Kristin stepped in his way."Move." His eyes burned with anger.Kristin no longer feared him. She had grown used to his cold, furious gaze. "You've done enough.""You think that was enough? That imbecile touched you!" Richard seethed, slamming his hand against the wall."I'm fine. He didn’t go further than grabbing my hair and hand.""That's exactly why he should die," Richard huffed, trying to leave again. But Kristin pulled him into a hug."Please, stay calm. I'm begging you. You've done enough. If I had just stayed in the suite like you told me, I wouldn’t have met him. What you did is enough. Please," Kristin pleaded, hugging him tighter.Richard exhaled deeply, his rage slowly dissipating. After a few minutes, he broke the hug and cupped her
Waking up the following morning, Kristin couldn’t find Richard in the suite. She was still wondering where he had wandered off to so early when the large door opened. Three ladies, dressed in black skirts, white blouses, and bold ties, entered and immediately bowed to her. "Happy birthday, Ma," they greeted respectfully. Kristin was about to respond when a group of violinists also entered the suite. They were all professionals, wishing her a happy birthday with their violins. When they finished, they bowed to her again. "Ma, we will help you get ready for your birthday," one of the ladies said. "Just a second," Kristin replied nervously, smiling at them. It was her first time being addressed as "Ma" and being treated with such respect by people twice her age. She grabbed her phone and quickly stepped out onto the balcony to call Richard. "Happy birthday, Firefly," Richard said the moment he answered. Kristin smiled. "You did all of this?" she asked, twirling a strand o
Kristin and Luke stared at each other, trying to figure out if Richard had really said those words. Luke looked more surprised, as he had never seen Richard act so sweet before. He stepped closer to Richard and placed a hand on his forehead. "Are you sure you’re not sick?" Luke asked. Richard jerked his hand away. "Do I look like someone who's sick?" Luke nodded dramatically, like a character from one of those strange cartoons on TV. Kristin chuckled. "Are we leaving now, or do you want me to explain myself again?" Richard asked, directing the question to Kristin. She only nodded, while Luke leaned in close and whispered in her ear. "I got you a birthday present. Don’t open it until tomorrow." "Really? You did?" "Of course. You think I’d forget to give my buddy a birthday present?" Kristin chortled, and they did their usual fist bump, while Richard frowned, confused about what they were saying since he hadn’t heard the whisper. Feeling a twinge of jealousy over Kristin's