Marrying The Billionaire (English Version)

EMBARRASSMENT. That's one word that could describe that hot night with a stranger. It really was intense. But when he found out I didn't have any experience in sex yet, it was embarrassing. He found it difficult to continue what we were doing, but afterwards, he seemed disappointed in me. He didn't want a virgin, and he felt like it was too weird."I'm leaving," I said, even though I was still in pain and a bit dizzy.His face turned shocked as he looked at me."Don't you wanna cuddle? This is your first time. Aren't you a fan of aftercare?"I realized it's that. He didn't wanna cuddle. He didn't want any connection with his one night stands. That's why I hurried even more to fix my clothes."No. I don't want that."He chuckled. He was just lying on the hotel bed while I panicked trying to compose myself."Really? Won't you want to make it... a bit sentimental since it's your first time?" he said that playfully and with a hint of insult.Embarrassed by his teasing about my weakness, I

I UNDERSTAND. I understand why it has come to this. I've been involved in many controversies from high school until now. Recently, before the cocaine scandal, I got caught up in an ecstasy scandal because some of my college friends got into trouble!I understand where my brother is coming from when he expressed his concern for me. I was photographed dead drunk and in a very unbecoming state at an international party. It circulated with the tagline "Morata princess in ecstasy." After that, we were on a yacht with my friends, and while drunk and smoking, I was photographed again, kissing Luis wildly.Before all of this, my dad confronted me, and I chose to leave for Cebu after ordering a limited edition Bulgari. He was so angry at me that I used it as an excuse not to go home and to stay in Cebu. I only returned because of the scandal involving Luis and cocaine.They continued comforting, explaining, and persuading me until the secretary came in, indicating that my dad was needed in the

I WAS surprised when Damon opened the door for me. I thought we would have a driver since this was a formal date. I looked up to see my mother at the top of the stairs, watching us leave. My father was busy with a meeting, so it was only my mother seeing me off tonight."I drive my own car. Even on dates," Damon said coldly, noticing my hesitation.I sighed deeply and slowly got into his black, heavily tinted car. I almost forgot that he's different from me, having grown up with a driver. Even though I know how to drive, I usually have a driver and bodyguard. Now that I think about his status, I wonder where we'll live after our wedding? At home, probably... I don't think my father will let me live anywhere else. He may be punishing me now by marrying me off to this man, but the thought of living separately isn't in his vocabulary. We have a lot of properties, and after graduating, I told him I wanted to live alone in a condo, but he didn't agree. What about now? Maybe Damon will liv

THE NIGHT was overall horrifying. The silence after our banter lasted. There was little conversation because the more we talked, the more irritated I became with him.As we left the hotel, Damon held my waist, guiding me. I let him, putting on a show for the audience, especially as we caught the attention of several people watching us leave."So, our schedule for tomorrow includes the fitting?" he asked."Yeah," I replied, sounding bored.We were already in the car, heading home. He glanced at me while driving through traffic, while I stared straight ahead."And the dessert tasting," I added, remembering the details from my schedule."I'll drop by your house after work. For the dessert tasting, just do it yourself. I’m not into sweets, and I have a meeting in the afternoon. I'll visit in the evening," he said.I rolled my eyes at him, feeling irritated again. He focused on the road, unaware that I was glaring at him.I've never been married, but I always thought these things were done

UNLIKE OUR FIRST DATE, where I followed him while we held hands, this time was different. I walked alone towards the hotel entrance while he tried to keep up with me.Many people greeted him, and some greeted me as well. A few even took candid photos without any shame.Even though he greeted those who greeted him, he kept trying to catch up with me. I stopped when I reached the waitress who was to guide us to our reserved table. He reached me and quickly put his hand on my waist."This way, please."We walked to the table together, and I didn't comment on his hand on my waist, even though it annoyed me. It would only make a scene if I reacted.In a gentlemanly manner, he helped me with my chair before sitting across from me. Not long after, I noticed someone I knew near our table. I frowned and looked at Damon. He noticed my reaction and followed my gaze.Luis Bulusan was there, too. He was with a woman and was watching us!"Shall we serve the first course, sir?""Yes, please," Damon