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All Chapters of A Night with the Billionaire (ENGLISH): Chapter 1 - Chapter 5
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“But Uncle!” Lilliane protested. “Mr. Fuentes is fifty years old, isn’t he?” Her eyes began to show anxiety. “Why—”“Mr. Fuentes is sixty years old, Lilliane!” Richard said impatiently and irritably. It seemed the niece was still opposing their wishes.Lilliane looked up and met her uncle’s angry gaze.“Mr. Fuentes is very rich. You won’t go hungry or suffer with him! He might even save our family and business! That consideration is so important that you should just engrave it into your mind right now!”Lilliane stood up violently, unable to hold back, drawing the full attention of the two. She was sure that the two could also see how red her face was from a mix of anger and frustration.She admitted that even though she was hesitant about marrying someone she didn’t know, she was ready to accept it—for the sake of her late parents’ company. But the thought of marrying an old man—almost like her grandfather—was unbearable!Disgusting!Just thinking about spending the wedding day with
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As soon as they got inside the stranger’s car, their kissing became unstoppable, as did his constant caressing of her exposed thigh. He licked the skin around her neck, and she moaned continuously, almost guiding one of his hands to grasp her breasts, which were craving attention. When he stopped, she almost protested.She couldn’t deny to herself how intoxicating the man’s scent was, like she had inhaled a love potion. And she also admitted that this was her first time making out, so deep inside, she knew how eager she was. Perhaps it was also because of the alcohol she had earlier that she almost didn’t want to refuse what they were doing.He drove off from the club’s parking space. She noticed the veins on his arm and hand as he gripped the steering wheel tightly, his jaw clenched.Lilliane felt heat surge through her body, craving his touch and kisses. She must have been very drunk because she had lost all sense of reason.Through half-closed eyes, she glanced at him. The lights f
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Lilliane reached for the doorknob of her unit, her hands trembling as she fumbled with the key, trying to regain her composure.It felt as if she had been struck by a fierce tornado since waking up and finding someone beside her in bed, with the last thing she expected being to see the two people she least wanted to face in that state.Finally, she managed to insert the key and turned the knob, pushing the door open. She sighed heavily in exhaustion.But as soon as the door fully opened, her breath caught in her throat.Standing in the middle of her living room was her uncle Richard, with his arms crossed. His brows rose upon seeing her, and Mathilda, seated in the single sofa, glanced at her with a mix of anger and irritation evident on their faces.Lilliane could feel the intense and oppressive tension in the unit, making her feel suffocated and further intensifying her nervousness. The way they looked at her only heightened her anxiety.“Lilliane!” Mathilda’s sharp voice sliced thr
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Lilliane could feel the rapid pounding of her heart as she stepped out of the elevator and into the marble-floored lobby of her condo building. The echo of her high heels seemed to intensify her anxiety, in sync with every beat of her chest.Even at that moment, Lilliane still felt the sting and pain from the slaps and hair-pulling she had received from Mathilda.She forced herself to dress up, despite not wanting to attend. She even wore the dress her aunt had left on the coffee table.Her eyes were swollen as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She wanted to cry again, but she felt like she had no more tears left. She couldn’t feel anything else but deep pity for herself.Lilliane took a deep breath, exhaustion evident in her eyes.“Miss Lilliane Olivares?”Lilliane gave a small nod to the elderly man who stood up upon seeing her.“That’s me.”“I’m Pedring, and I’m here to drive you to Mr. Fuentes’ mansion. Mr. and Mrs. Amante are also waiting for you at the mansion.”She fo
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Miguel Gunther Salvatierra, the 29-year-old billionaire and CEO of a multinational company, was busy moving from one desk to another.His office, located on the 30th floor of a tall building, was filled with luxurious furniture and modern technology. He was preoccupied with finishing some paperwork when his secretary, Beatrice, entered his office.“Sir Miguel, the reports you requested are here,” she said. The concern in the elderly woman’s voice was evident.“Thank you, Manang (1) Beatrice,” Miguel responded without taking his eyes off the laptop screen. Beatrice had been serving their company for a long time, having been his father’s secretary before he passed the responsibility of the company to him. “Just put them on the other desk, please.”After the elderly woman left, Miguel exhaled and leaned back against his chair, trying to calm himself for a moment.He picked up his tablet from the side of the desk and turned it on.An article immediately caught his attention: “Media Magnat
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