“Really?” Minerva nodded. “Darwin said that to you?!”
Mariella Chu’s joyous voice made Minerva anxious for a bit as the whole people inside the milk tea shop turned their heads towards them. “Hush, Ella! They can hear you.” Mariella pouted at Minerva, who was wearing a pink crop top with white chevron designs. “Just lower your voice…” Then she smiled. Like a real, unfeigned smile. Mariella had never yielded a smile like that to Minerva. The pregnant soon-to-be Mrs. Gray just casually smiles—her usual one. “What’s wrong?” She asked. “Nothing. It’s just that…” Minerva jerked her face to her bestfriend and bravely asked. “Why aren’t you married yet?” Mariella’s expressions shifted, from a jovial grin to a flabbergasted face.&nb“How’s your girl date?” Minerva was a bit startled upon seeing Darwin on the dining table, drinking what smelts like coffee. He was wearing his ripped blue jean shorts, the first button was unbuttoned. Darwin was half naked, which made Minerva secretly bite her lip. “I saw that.” She hoisted her head to Darwin, who was now slowly walking towards her like how a predator approaches a prey. She forgot that she was actually wearing a dress, the sexy type. “Promise me that your lips will only belong to me,” he breathed. Minerva was oozing. If he was the ocean and she was a stone, she had long drowned into him, unto him—with him. Minerva felt as if the stars had exploded and had lunged in
Minerva Miriam Miller swirled for the last time as she beheld her beautiful reflection. Her irritation wasn’t really washed away by the sparkling water due to Jocelyn’s sudden visit to Darwin’s penthouse yesterday. Minerva’s irritated face was masked by a layer of make-up, and that made her much more beautiful and gorgeous despite her delicate condition. “Are you ready now, Minnie?” Darwin suddenly appeared by their bedroom’s door. He was blooming in his mocha-colored tuxedo and a red polka dots bow tie, plus the wet look of his hair was so arousing for Minerva. “You look handsome,” she praised. “I have been handsome since birth.” Minerva just smiled at his boastful words. He wasn’t lying though. Darwin is indeed h
Minerva and Darwin knew that they were an hour and a half late already. Yet, Darwin acts like it was just nothing—fixing his tie and brushing his hair with his left hand as his other hand held hers. “Hope your stepmom won't be shouting when she sees you very late.” She was given a breathy laugh by him. “She won’t.” He eyed her for a second, “As long as you wrap your arm around mine.” The two smiled at each other, a secret love language and signal that only the two of them knew. Minerva’s cave was still a bit aching due to her and Darwin lasting for an hour without him pulling out. She tried to walk as normal as she could. Nevertheless, she smi
‘Something’s going on between dad and Minerva…’ Those words echoed in Darwin’s mind, prompting him to yield a blank face towards Minerva as he sat beside her. It takes a little bit of control to not glare at Minerva, or at his dad. The lobster bisque in front of him is so aromatic that it made him tore away his gaze from his soon-to-be Mrs. Gray. Darwin had scooped a couple of spoonfuls of the soup when he turned his attention to Minerva. She, too, was having a lobster bisque soup. Except for the fact that she constantly hoists her face and glances at his father.His father. The man he respects the most, loves the most, cares the most.
Minerva thought that Darwin was simply craving for it. But as soon as she saw the smoke in his eyes, the boiling rage on his ragged-looking face, she knew something was wrong with him. And it has to do with her. He licked his lips with his tongue. Minerva just waited for him to gather the courage to ask her what he badly needed to ask. “Is my father courting you?” Minerva leaned closer to him with widened eyes. She thought she heard the wrong query when she looked at his hands, clenched hard on his either sides—as if he was ready to punch her. She fathomed how angry he was now. Minerva thought that thi
“Are you two alright?” Darwin and Minerva just finished it, as well as their argument, when Damon came pounding at the door, worried of their whereabouts. “We just have a slight argument, dad,” said Darwin Dennis Gray. A smile crept on Mr. Damon’s face. “Slight argument? I see you’ve both already solved it then…” Minerva blushed at the smirk on Darwin’s father and tried to wrap her body with a blanket on the nearby couch. “Ahem…” Damon looked at his son, then to her with that teasing smile, knowing of what she and Darwin just did. “You
Jocelyn was fuming. Anger was vividly painted on her face. Her brows are furrowing. Her lips are pursed into a flat line. Her nose is flaring, and her throat is dry as the Sahara Desert. She should’ve told a much more solid reason to Darwin for a sure separation of Minerva from the Gray family. But, none of her previous efforts work that much. In fact, it didn’t even work—not even an inch. Clenching her face as she looks at herself in the vanity mirror, she glanced at her side—to where a picture of a beautiful red-head girl was situated. Jocelyn smiled as she knew she must use her secret ‘card’ this time no matter what the cost is. Dialing on her phone, she taps her fingers on the wooden table in anticipation of the person on the other line. Finally, after two rings, the girl answered. “What is it this time, Jocelyn?” She frowned, but instead forced a smile. “Darwin and his pregnant whore a
“Minerva, dear…” It is Minerva’s first time hearing Damon Gray’s voice in a stern manner. “I think you should concentrate on eating first. I have invited a specialist to arrange an appointment with you, especially you are nearing the delivery of yours and Darwin’s baby.” Damon glanced at Darwin, whose face is visibly irritated by Gyzell's presence. He peered at Minerva again. Finally, Damon gazed at Lushan, with a stinging set of words. “We have to discuss something, Lushan Angeles.” “Of course, uncle,” he replied. Minerva avoided Lushan’s eyes and wiped her mouth. Drinking a glass of apple juice, Minerva couldn’t fathom why Jocelyn’s grin is so wide. It looked real, but it also felt like a mocking smile towards her. ‘What is with Jocelyn this time? Why is she smiling?’ she thought, brows furrowing. But she kept her head low to avoid the stare of Darwin’s stepmother. “Darwin, dear…” Gyzell’s high-pitched and girly voice is here to make Minerva’s ea
So, this is my second book. My second book is one hell of a billionaire romance. *unbelievably screaming* I would never imagine writing a billionaire romance. Because, first of all, my focus is only for fantasy and paranormal and everything in between. But when I started writing billionaire romances, I realized that I should write more of these; that writing this genre is a delight and a challenge. So thank you my dear readers. If you’ve been able to read this part, thank you so much. If you’ve managed to read only a few of my book’s chapters, thank you as well. Thank you from the bottom of my heart—because an author would never be able to be a writer without even a single reader. Love you all
In the Eyes of MinervaCyrene and Damon were finally bound together through the holiness of matrimony. It’s a delight, and a blessing to witness this glorious event—especially when Hemera Lou Miller-Gray, who just turned one year old, was sleeping like a lamb in my arms. The reception had ended and they were on their way to their consummation, which made me grin as the memories of the night of post-wedding love-making of me and Darwin made me blush. “How’s my little Hemera Lou Miller Gray?” Darwin asked as he brushed a kiss on my hair. “She’s sleeping soundly.” I looked up to my man, to my husband. “They are twins, darling.” Darwin’s face was flooded with joy and delight. “Really, babe? Yes!” “And they are both boys,” I added. He tried to hoist me from the ground but I insisted not to as he’ll wake the baby. My honey pie sweetheart just kissed me. But kisses are always the start of vigorous
Minerva’s POVThe reception is beyond beautiful. Though I was still panting due to me and Darwin’s long lips-to-lips fondue, the place felt as if we had finally entered the final circle of heavenly paradise to where His Holiness resides. Shades of sky blue and pink bathe the whole reception. One could mistake this as a lavish debut celebration due to the colors. But I don’t give a damn. This is my wedding. Our wedding. A fucking wedding and, whether one sees it as a teenage birthday party, I don’t care. Everything feels like a dream, everything feels as if I am walking in my own dream. A place that I thought I could only see when I slept. But with this…money can buy happiness truly. Upon entering, we are greeted with a man-made white chocolate fountain atop a water fountain, waters flowing down like a waterfall. Flowers play a huge role in this sophisticated scenery. Every inch of our wedding reception has flowers and candle lights and other glitter
Minerva’s POV“It’s about to start!” The maid of honor is more excited than the bride, than me. “I see handsome Darwin the billionaire waiting at the end of the aisle and he’s just as nervous and anxious as you!” She wiggled my nose before handing me the bouquet of flowers which consists of red roses, violets, lavender, pink carnation, and purple orchids. Gosh, I felt like holding the heavenly garden in my hands. “Go, marry him now,” Mariella did come back to me just to whisper that in my ear. “If you don’t, I know plenty of women, both young and old, who would.” I cackled, making my make-up artist frown for almost ruining her masterpiece in my face. Fifteen minutes later, as I was standing where we rehearsed yesterday. The priest finally came out and asked everybody to stand. All eyes are on me, which made me have another internal screaming episode. The flower girls lined the path with pink rose petals as the music started. I only took
Darwin’s POV“Look Lushan! You look like that fish!” Holding my fifth beer of the day, I immediately turned around to see Mariella teasing Lushan as she quickly pinched his cheeks. I never expected the two to see them here, the place where I ‘cloistered’ myself from everyone who knows me by drinking and weeping and plunging myself into deep thoughts, then drinking again. But with Mariella and Lushan’s presence…God, I never felt out of place as today. I pretended that I didn’t—I wasn’t in the bar in front of the large aquarium where several sea fauna were swimming before everyone’s eyes. “Oh really?” Lushan challenged. “You look like that puffer fish over there.” Mariella nudged his elbow. I am not single. In fact, I have a fiancée. But why the hell do I feel so goddamn small and lonely and unloved compared to these two? I’ve been a coward. I know that. I also know that I have been a jerk towards Minerva during our company out
Minerva’s POVShe was engaged to Damon, my soon to be father-in-law. I glanced at Cyrene, who was under the flowerless tree. In her arms was my child, Hemera Lou. It has been three months since I've been admitted to the hospital and I just managed to be discharged an hour ago. The sky is gray, as gray as the stone that rests atop the bed where Derrick eternally rests. I don’t care if it’s drizzling. I don’t care if I get wet as long as Cyrene and Hemera don't. I don’t give a damn if it will rain because, in my eyes, the world has long since been raining. Even with Darwin’s sunshine smile and moonbeam eyes, you can never keep rain from coming in my life. That no matter how bright the world is, one can never stop a rain from pouring. For after every rain, there is sunshine. And in every bright sunny day comes a cold and chilling rainy afternoon. People keep saying that I should move on. Yes, I have moved on. I definitely have a
Cyrene’s POVThe camera is still on and everything is recorded live. E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G. Everything was unexpected, disheartening, and a shitful, goddamn surprise. Jocelyn was full of surprises, as she had always been. But her tearful confessions earlier…it’s like watching a telenovela that I didn’t even anticipate to watch. I watched her vanish on that door and checked the comments on my live stream that I even forgot to turn—it was a good thing also that I didn’t, frankly speaking. It has reached a fucking two hundred thousand views in just a matter of hour. I was astonished, flabbergasted, and gaping that even an elephant could fit in my mouth. I pressed stop and ended the live stream. I closed my laptop and grabbed my phone while I dial a number. Yet, I was confused on what number I should call. Should I call Darwin? Damon? The police? The mental hospital? I should probably call Minerva for a warning. “Hello?
Cyrene’s POVI got to start booktubing now. My fellow bookworms are waiting for me to talk live about the book I recently read, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo. I fixed my camera and the light, as well as other things I need to set up as I am new to this bookworm world. I only used to stand naked and have sex on camera back to the days when giving and providing pleasure is the reason why I manage to prepare a food on my table every meal and every day. I am glad I was able to escape from that living prison and I am now finally doing what I love and what seems ‘acceptable’ to the society. I clicked live and started filming. I greeted my audience first and stated my objectives for this live video as what I’ve read on a blog article. I may look like an idiotic whore who is forcing myself to be a booktuber but I am doing everything I could. I am exerting efforts that I cannot even imagine to give. I am willing to learn everythin
Minerva’s POVMariella is bearing little Hemera in her arms. I just recently woke up after a day and a half, and I immediately saw the two of them. I looked to the left and I found Darwin sleeping soundly on the coffee-colored couch. “How’s little Hemera?” I asked. Mariella Chu’s brows rose. “Hemera?” I tried to sit up but my head ended up falling back to the pillow. “Yes. Her name is Hemera Lou.” A shock look on her face made me cackle. “Why? You didn’t expect that we’ll name her sooner?” We because Darwin and I named her. In fact, it was only him who named her. I just added Lou as her second name, derived from my favorite young adult book series, Serpent & Dove. I glanced at him and I forced a smile. “How are you after that—“ I took a breath, a pause before continuing. ”That rejection of your offer?” Why do I make it sound like Mariella is offering me a huge business deal and I simply jus