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
Kevin’s POVThe weather is cloudy outside. But for me, it’s like the sun has never left my soul. There she is, sitting on the very corner of this fine dining restaurant, wearing beauty as always. She’s wearing a ruby blouse with a garnet brooch and blue fitting jeans. Her belt glints like diamond as the light of the chandelier cast upon it. But Gyzell herself is more than any jewel. She’s a diamond in the rough. I inhaled and exhaled, then proceeded to walk towards her. A waiter bowed before me and I requested a bottle of champagne for two on table fourteen. He said the young lady had already ordered a bottle of rose wine, along with two wine glasses. Rose wine…. I thought. She is now the one who proclaimed this meeting as a date. A freaking, sweet-with-classical-music date. I was wearing a simple plain white polo shirt. It looks sexy, at least according to my mother. I lied to her that I am finally dating someon
Minerva’s POVIt had been days since she confessed to me. We didn’t talk for a while. Well, the ‘while’ had been weeks now. And I presume it will be longer. The weather in the Grays’ private island is cozy and sunny. Of course, what do you expect for a signature island of the family of billionaires? I heard this belongs to Damon’s. I wonder what Darwin’s own island looks like… To be frank, I’m worried about Mariella. I hope she’s not drinking herself into insanity again. But, it seems impossible. I’ve never seen a woman crazy for me like Mariella. I didn’t even know that I am pretty much that attractive to my fellow ladies. Or is it only to Mariella? Darwin said earlier to enjoy myself here in Isla de Rubia. I doubt I will. My thoughts on my bestfriend made me just sit here and bathe under the cold sun. Some of the Gray Co. employees are here. Though I did not see Kevin. Damon once told me that the party will las
Jocelyn’s POVHer phone rang and she immediately answered it. How dare she prioritize a random phone call over me? I am Jocelyn Gray, the great and only self-made billionaire. Well, not so much of a self-made person as my parents are already multi-millionaires. I just doubled, tripled, my income compared to theirs. “Minerva…” She didn’t budge at me and still continued to talk to that woman named Mariella. Her back is facing me just a few meters away. I wonder if I pinch her ankle, will she fall down hard? Is it enough to eliminate Darwin’s heir on her fucking womb? Never mind, Damon’s eyes are at me. He’ll definitely put something on my drink tonight again. I grabbed my cigarette by myself. As soon as I was about to bring it on my lips, my phone lit up. “I want to see you naked, babe…” Damn, does my boyfriend know that I am on vacation? Why is he bothering me this time of year?
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