All Chapters of I Kissed The Billionaire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“You don’t need to worry so much. I would not take advantage nor ask for something impossible and difficult. Just take me out on a date tomorrow, how does that sound?”He was looking at me innocently and full of expectation like a child.“Yes!” I answered without any hesitation before I realize my mistake. He smiled— no more like a sly smirk!Oh my god… I was trapped. I was tricked by those seemingly endless black eyes!“Then, it is settled then.”“No! Wait! I— it is not settled yet! I wasn’t thinking straight!” I argue after my senses came back. I just proved to myself that I do have weakness when it comes to beauty.He titled his head in the left, wondering why I took back my words. “Why? You already agreed to it.”“Stop looking at me with those eyes!” I shouted before I turn my head to avoid his gaze. He straighten and move where I could perfectly see his beauty.“What eyes?” he asked innocently and move closer.Why are you looking at me with a gaze like that! I immediately covered

Chapter Thirteen.I can't understand how people around us see her as someone angelic! Didn't you see what she did!? She did not close the door! Where are her manners!?She did not even knock!Ugh. People in the company must have been blind or they were wearing color-fulled glasses. They were not able to see that behind those innocent faces is a freaking bitch.Stamping my feet on the ground like a teenager, I forced myself to sit up, stand up, and closed the door. Yes, THE DOOR THAT I DIDN’T EVEN OPEN.People do really like ruining my mood this day. And I won’t allow this, I cannot allow that my day was only ruined. I also need to ruin theirs, even if it needs a few days before I achieve it.Instead of going back to bed and sleeping all day, my determination to exact my revenge motivated me to finish my impending work.A work that will not only destroy my father and sister’s image but also the company. Just like I said, if I cannot have “Hall’s Corporate and Company” then no one would

I heard him sigh, his exasperation palpable in the air. "Is this what you really want?" he asked, his voice tinged with a mix of concern and disbelief. But his question only fueled the fire that burned within me, igniting a strange smile on my lips. I couldn't help but let out a laugh, a laugh that held both astonishment and determination. It was a laugh that threatened to propel me out of my seat and onto a path of no return.Is this what I really want? Ha! No, never! This is not enough! The vanilla revenge he spoke of, the mere satisfaction of winning a petty competition, held no allure for me. It was far too shallow, too insignificant to quench the thirst for retribution that consumed me.He had always been perceptive, a man with a sharp eye. He must have glimpsed the fragments of my plan, sensed the depth of my intentions. But I was unwilling to reveal everything just yet, to let him in on the true extent of my desires. Instead, I replied with a firmness that belied the seething a

Chapter Seventeen.My eyes were locked on him, not backing down. The room felt heavy with tension as we stood face to face, the air crackling with unspoken words. I could see the disappointment in my father's eyes, his once vibrant gaze now clouded with a mixture of anger and frustration. But I refused to let it deter me. I had grown tired of living in his shadow, constantly striving for his approval, only to be met with perpetual disappointment.Looking at him now was just a bare minimum of my rudeness, a silent rebellion against the expectations he had placed upon me. In his eyes, I am always the one at fault.For years, I had tried to be the daughter he wanted me to be - obedient, successful, and dutiful. I had studied tirelessly, excelled in every subject, and achieved more than most could ever dream of. But it was never enough. No matter how high I climbed, he always found fault in my accomplishments. He had an unyielding vision for my life, one that I could never quite live up t

We reached downtown not long after leaving, and what unfolded before us were charming boutiques and stores, each exuding its own unique aesthetic. Once upon a time, I relished coming here, shopping without a care in the world, often accompanied by my mother during my carefree childhood. But that allure has faded now. In my current jobless state, searching for employment, splurging on such indulgences felt like an irresponsible luxury.As we arrived at the heart of the city, a sudden impulse urged me to halt the car. Stepping out, I made a beeline for Jammin Jewellery, renowned as the finest jewelry store in Calderon. They showcased the latest trends, every piece a masterpiece crafted by top designers from across the globe—exquisite and with a price tag that only those immensely wealthy could comfortably bear.The salesgirls, discerning potential customers from our attire and demeanor, smiled and approached us with eager enthusiasm, their well-honed instincts at work.Suppressing my em