Darwin’s POVTo be honest, I never knew my father Damon would wholly accept me as his heir. In fact, I didn’t even assume that he would call me his son either. I am now the current Chief Executive Officer of the Gray Co. But I always tell myself that, with great power comes with great responsibility. And I have one hell of responsibility on the company, my employees, and my reputation. Frantically speaking, I feel sad for Derrick. But, he’s okay with that anyway. I’ve talked with him many times and he also told me many times that he’s not the leader type of person. I’m so grateful for dad that he finally saw what I’m capable of. Finally, I can be rich. I am rich from my own hardwork, sweat, and tears. I can finally be a billionaire. Finally…I can make my promise to that young girl when I was seven—that I will marry her, no matter what. I’ve ordered a doughnut and a cup of cappuccino. Fifteen minutes have passed and my half-brother, Derr
Minerva’s POV“Don’t follow him.” I was about to glare at Mr. Damon. But his weak smile made me give him a sheepish grin instead. Why did Darwin storm out? Did he see us? Did he heard Lushan’s—no, it can’t be. But if he really did…I must act quickly and follow him wherever the hell he went. “Where did Darwin go?” Mr. Damon sighed in dismay. “Judging by the look on his face, he always lets his disappointment sink in in our country house until it vanishes. It’s a seaside abode. I trust that the sea breeze will make your fiancé calm and serene.” Though I was convinced of father’s assuring words, my hands are still shaking, my feet are still trembling as if it’s gonna sprint away and follow Darwin wherever this country house that Damon said. “Do not follow him, Minerva,” his voice is much firmer than before. “I don’t want to lose another Gray family again.” Damon’s eyes slid to my belly and I put my hand atop of it. C
Damon’s POVMy stem has finally been hydrated with Cyrene’s waters. It feels so good. But as soon as I saw my son just a few steps away from me—from us—goodness vanished from me like a popping of bubbles in thin air. I watch Cyrene just casually leaving us, surely leaving us to have this anticipated father-to-son talk. Honestly, I do not judge Darwin with his emotions. But with Minerva’s condition…I will definitely step up, even if it means hurting Darwin’s ego. “You’re finished.” I nodded, smiled even. “We already are.” He laughed, like the voice of thunder before lightning. “If Minerva sent you here to persuade me—” “My fat, chunky ass sent myself here, Darwin.” I was sarcastic; it’s my way of keeping my punches within myself. Seriously, if ever I’ll have a change of career, I’ll probably give boxing a try. He was walking, eyes casually and assertively keeping his gaze away from me. I grinned—like a
Minerva’s POV “How can she be so sure that Darwin’s the father?” That is one of the reasons why Mariella is my bestfriend. She agrees to almost anything I say; anything I express. “I don’t know…” I said. “One minute, she was just climbing down from the stairs. Then in a blink of an eye, she’s already on his lips along with the words ‘I’m pregnant, Darwin, and you’re the father’.” Mariella laughed at my way of copying Gyzell’s annoying high-pitched voice. “That’s also the reason I immediately walked out like what he did to me when he saw me and Lushan talking, and quickly grabbed a cab on my way here.” “I never knew you were an impersonator,” she said, wiping the froth from the coffee on her lips. I sighed in dismay. Perhaps I was just meant to be a payment. Perhaps if I just agree that I’ll serve him in just a hundred days or so, I’ll now be freed of our debts—from Derrick’s debts. “You know, Mariella…” She looke
Mariella’s POV“You look as if you’re utterly serious!” Minerva laughed at my tone of voice. My eyes are on the verge of pouring like rain. “I’m not joking,” she halted her cup of coffee just a few inches from her lips. “I am serious, Minerva.” “Mariella…” Dear Heavens, I always adore how the smoothness of my name casually comes out from her lips. “It’s impossible that I cannot meet Darwin. He was named by Derrick as my guardian.” I gave her an awkward and breathy laugh, one that made her pursed her lips. “Are you okay?” she asked. I looked up to her, narrowing my eyes. “Do you have a heart, Minerva?” “Of course I do.” She took a small bite from that oatmeal cookie that comes with the coffee, “Let’s change the topic. I bet the story of my life bores you.” “No.” I leaned closer. “It was Darwin who bored me.” “Because he’s not that sexy for you?” I shook my head. “Nope...” I then lifted my g
Darwin’s POV“Minerva is sleeping soundly in my car after our two rounds. Too bad we can’t get beyond that. See for yourself.” The God of Anger seemed to possess me with every word that the bastard sent to me, especially when Kevin read it in a deep voice that seemed to resemble the voice of Gyzell’s brother. “Seriously, dude. It looks like she’s just casually sleeping in his car,” said Kevin. “So you’re now against your bestfriend, huh?” I challenged. Kevin snorted, as if this was all just a joke. “I’m serious, Kevin.” “Yeah, yeah. Of course you are. That’s your new name.” I stood and he immediately backed away. “Calm down, Darwin!” I sat back on the chair again, muttering an apology in front of the bartender. The bar has so many customers right now, and my head aches even more. “Okay, let me explain to you bro…” He pointed at my phone, to where the picture of her was indeed sleeping. “If he and Miner
Gyzell’s POVMy body is scarred, filled with bruises that no one can see. I can only feel it—the pain, his betrayal, the smell of breath due to alcohol, and my naked body. Though my bruises aren’t black and blue, the remnants, the pain, of it still lingers in my petite body. I didn’t realize that I was drunk, that I was already feasted by a man. That I have unknowingly given him consent. I didn’t say I’m mad at Kevin. I wasn’t just prepared for someone whom I trust so much to take advantage of an intoxicated woman like me. He was in tears in front of me. I don’t know why he was crying as he put my clothes on my body first, before grabbing his, with tears still in his face. Kevin was handsome. He looks like a playboy but he acts like a gentleman. I’m afraid to say he’s kind but I’ve got to say it: Kevin’s kind. Especially when he slid my underwear with his own hands; he was the one who put on the clothes that I was supposed to
Darwin’s POV“Wow…” Kevin only chuckled softly. While me…I was mind-blown what happened to the two. To them. Love indeed moves in a mysterious way—and in the most unexpected times. Gyzell might be a bitch. But even a snake has a beating heart, every creature has one to be frank. I immediately halted when my phone lit up, and I looked at who the caller was. Speaking of the devil, it was Gyzell. “Hello?” I answered, because I have no choice but to answer especially when Kevin is staring at me as if to say ‘answer it, bro’. “Darwin…” Her voice seems to be deeper, peculiar than usual. Like the voice of someone who just recently cried. “Where’s Kevin?” “Where’s Ke-Oh…” For heaven’s sake, this was Kevin’s phone. That’s why he looks at me as if he’s going to devour me for answering his call. Not what I thought. “Here.” I spoke in a voiceless manner and he immediately grabbed the p
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