All Chapters of Auctioned for the Billionaire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

MarianaI had just approached the secretary's desk of the biggest idiot I had ever met in my life, who also goes by the name Ethan Constantino when suddenly I saw a door swing open, and a man emerged from it looking quite upset.Besides the way he had just stormed out of the room, which I deduced belonged to Ethan, something else caught my attention about that man, and I stared at him intently, both at his words and his appearance.I had a distinct feeling that I knew him from somewhere..."I'm going to sell this dirty story to all the newspapers. Everyone will know that Ethan Constantino is nothing but a cheating scoundrel!" The man shouted at the top of his lungs, pointing his finger in the direction of the person behind a large mahogany desk.Even from a distance, I could clearly see that the man sitting in an imposing manner in the presidential chair was Ethan, but there was no surprise there.What made me stare at Ethan with a lot of anger, I mean a lot of anger, was the fact tha

MarianaI left Ethan's office fuming, as Aunt Celina would say, but that's exactly how I felt at that moment—truly boiling with anger, bubbling even. Despite my terribly swollen face, I had left my house to personally go to Ethan's company, after searching for the correct address on Google, with the sole intention of telling him face-to-face what I thought about him sending an unwanted gift to my house without my consent.Recalling the moment when they arrived at my house with a bed to deliver, on Ethan Constantino's orders, reignites all my fury. The audacity of that wretched cretin to try to control even the bed I sleep on in my own room. The room is mine, the house is mine, and he has no right to meddle in matters that have nothing to do with him. I would never accept someone who interfered in my life in that way, without any prior conversation, without any dialogue, just doing whatever they want, however, they please.But as if Ethan's actions weren't enough to completely drive me

Arthur When the manager of my nightclub entered my office on the second floor to inform me that someone was insisting on speaking with me, she didn't need to tell me who it was. I could already perfectly imagine who it was.After asking Lucy to let this person in without even asking who it was, the woman I saw walking through the door of my office was exactly who I had imagined, confirming that my assumption was correct.Even though I anticipated the inconvenient visitor, I had to take a deep breath and summon all the patience within me to not shout at her for doing exactly what I asked her not to do: follow me. What's worse, she came to my workplace uninvited and definitely unwelcome."What are you doing here, Bruna?" I asked rudely and without a preamble. "I made it abundantly

EthanIt's been a few days since I had any news from Mariana, and it was eating away at me. I miss her, and even miss sleeping on the small and narrow mattress that was too cramped for the both of us.Recognizing this made me reflect on the irony of the situation because I was now lying in my big and comfortable bed, extremely spacious, surrounded by luxury and all the things money can buy, but I wasn't... happy.I could claim that since I lost Beatriz, I could never be happy again, but I would be lying in a shameful way. I loved Beatriz, and when she was with me, I felt fulfilled and happy, but as soon as she distanced herself, I questioned why I accepted all her flaws and tantrums.The truth is, her loss seems to have blinded me, making me only remember the good times and how happy I felt when we were together.But the big problem is that we spent very little time together because we were always in crisis, with Beatriz complaining about me working too much, not having enough time fo

Ethan I left Mariana's store feeling terrible. She had rejected me without even hearing what I had to say about anything, but I could never blame her for anything. I had truly been a jerk to Mariana, and now I was just reaping what I had sown, as cliché as it may sound.But I hadn't lost all hope yet, and I would fight tooth and nail to win over that incredibly audacious woman who effortlessly captured my heart. The truth is, ever since I saw her coming down the stairs of Murilo's mansion at the beach house, Mariana had managed to shake me and knock down all my resolutions and plans for my life.I remembered my decision to visit my parents in Campo Limpo, but I couldn't leave São Paulo without first resolving some pending issues, the most important of which was having a very serious conversation with Murilo Fe