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MATURE CONTENT! Sabrina was forced to drop out of school and find a job due to poverty. Life dealt her a double blow when her parents died one after the other, and her sibling disappeared. She needed to find work to support herself and save for tuition for the next semester. She ended up applying for an assistant secretary position at one of the country's largest entertainment companies. Her boss was none other than Mr. Jackson Samaniego, dubbed the Devil Incarnate in the business industry. He had a bad temper, was always angry, and she was always on his bad side. But despite this, Sabrina tried to understand her boss, knowing what had happened to his wife, and she was clinging to a lifeline. But what if an event changes the course of their world? Can Sabrina withstand the brunt of his anger? Can she stay by his side and try to mend his broken heart?
I forced a bitter smile as I gently caressed my parents' tombstone. Years had passed since they were gone, but the pain in my heart remained. Losing both parents at the same time was a tragedy too painful for any child to bear. I could hardly believe I had survived it all.
"Ma, Pa, how are you?" I whispered softly. I bit my lower lip to keep the tears from escaping my eyes. The ache in my chest grew stronger as I stared at their tombstone.
I took two bouquets of flowers and placed them on top of the gravestone. It had been nine years since I last saw and heard them, and for all those years, I prayed for their souls every day. It was the least I could do for them.
"I'm doing okay, Ma, Pa. Life is tough on my own, but I'm managing. As for Kuya Elmer, I don't know where he is anymore. I'm worried because he's been missing for years, and I haven't heard anything about him." I let out a deep sigh, hoping to ease the heaviness in my heart. Closing my eyes, I offered a silent prayer.
I wiped away a tear that escaped. "If only you were still here, Ma, Pa, you'd see that I'm doing my best at work. Even though my boss is grumpy, I can handle it. Your youngest is strong, Ma, Pa." I laughed softly, though tears welled in my eyes.
"Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself. I'm about to graduate soon, and our dream of me becoming a flight stewardess will finally come true. I'll fulfill it for you." I looked up and exhaled deeply. Visiting them at the cemetery always left my chest feeling heavy.
Their early passing still hurt. They were too young to die, and they never got to see me achieve my dreams. Maybe this was fate-their sudden loss, my brother's disappearance, and me being left alone. I knew there had to be a reason for it all.
I took a handkerchief from my bag and wiped my tears. I fanned myself, trying to calm down before heading to work.
Glancing at my watch, I realized I had to leave soon or risk being late-especially since my boss was in an even worse mood than usual.
"Ma, Pa, I have to go now. I'll visit you again next month. I love you both so much." I gently touched their tombstone. Whenever sadness overwhelmed me, I found myself coming here because talking to them, even if they couldn't respond, helped lighten the burden I carried.
I jumped in surprise when my phone suddenly rang loudly in my bag. I quickly grabbed it, and my heart pounded when I saw the caller ID. It was the executive secretary.
Why was Miss Cindy calling?
"Hello, Miss Cindy," I greeted politely. My heart pounded harder. Every time Miss Cindy called, it always meant bad news.
"You have to come to the office right now. Mr. Samaniego is looking for you, Ms. Ocampo. Don't make him wait."
"Huh?" I stood up straight at her words. Why was the CEO looking for me? Had I made a mistake at work again? Oh God, I hoped not.
"Come here now. This is urgent," she said firmly before ending the call.
I clutched my chest. My heart pounded painfully, and I struggled to breathe. Something was wrong. It was way too early for Mr. Samaniego to be in the office. It was only 7:45 AM, and he usually arrived at ten.
Oh no, what had I done this time?
I hailed a taxi to Diamond Tower. Restlessness consumed me as I sat inside. I kept replaying yesterday's tasks in my head. Had I forgotten anything? Hopefully not.
I didn't even want to go to the office-I was sure I'd be scolded again. And my boss? He was always grumpy, his eyebrows constantly furrowed, and his voice always sharp.
Oh well, whatever happens, happens.
I rushed into Diamond Entertainment Building, also known as Diamond Tower. My hands went numb from nervousness. Mr. Samaniego's temper was notorious, and he had made me his favorite target these past few months.
As soon as I reached our office, I noticed something odd. The usually noisy and chaotic space was eerily silent. Everyone was buried in their work, and no one was gossiping in the corner like they usually did.
"Bree, Sir is here early, and he's in a bad mood. He's been yelling all morning. I think there's a major issue with a business deal," Cheska whispered, careful not to be overheard.
My body went cold. Oh God! I was doomed!
Summoning all my courage, I walked toward our cubicle. The window blinds were closed.
I pushed open the glass door to our office, but I froze in place as soon as I stepped inside. I gaped when I met his sharp, intimidating gaze. His expression was deadly serious. He stood tall in front of Miss Cindy and Rachelle, my co-assistant secretary.
I swallowed hard as his piercing eyes met mine. His brows were furrowed so tightly they nearly touched.
"Good morning, Mr. Samaniego." I tried to keep my shaky legs steady. My throat went dry when he glared at me.
Chelle gestured at me, but I couldn't understand what she was trying to tell me.
"Are you the one who spoke with Mr. Lao's secretary?" His voice was stern and laced with irritation.
I swallowed and nodded hesitantly. "Yes, sir. I was the one who spoke with Mr. Lao's secretary."
His jaw clenched, and he shut his eyes tightly as if holding back his anger. The veins on his neck popped out, and he massaged his temples as if dealing with a migraine.
Did I make a mistake?
My eyes widened in realization-I forgot to log Mr. Lao's appointment! It was supposed to happen yesterday, but with all the work piling up and my parents' death anniversary weighing on me, it completely slipped my mind.
I glanced at Miss Cindy and Chelle. They both shook their heads. Oh no, today was supposed to be Mr. Lao's breakfast meeting with Mr. Samaniego. My heartbeat pounded wildly.
"In my office." That was all he said before storming off. He even slammed the glass door on his way out. I clutched my chest, feeling like my heart might burst out of my ribcage. He was terrifying!
I bit my lower lip and turned to Miss Cindy, who was staring at me seriously.
"Miss Cindy, I'm so sorry! I forgot to log the meeting schedule," I said, nearly in tears.
"Go to his office. And good luck," she instructed.
Shoulders slumped, I nodded and hurried after him. I had no other choice. I just had to prepare myself in case I got fired today. But I hoped not-I still needed money for next semester's tuition, and my savings weren't enough.
I took a deep breath, fanned myself, and then opened the door to Mr. Samaniego's office.
A sharp scream almost escaped my lips when something suddenly flew toward me-a paperweight! I barely dodged it. Did I just make him angrier by not getting hit?
"Do you have any idea how important that meeting was?! Huh?!" he roared.
I flinched as his voice echoed through the office. This was it-my career's end.
"Sir, I'm so sorry-"
I didn't even finish before he threw a pen holder. Pens scattered across the floor.
"Shut up! Incompetent bitch! I will not allow this kind of dumbness in my company. Do you know how much money I lost because of your stupidity? I'll charge that loss to your account! You embarrassed me in front of Mr. Lao, and now my credibility is being questioned. Get out!"
I gasped as he suddenly hurled his laptop in my direction. My jaw dropped as its shattered parts scattered across the floor. Trembling, I picked up the broken laptop and placed it back on his desk.
He was breathing heavily, head bowed as if trying to compose himself.
"Sir, I'll talk to Mr. Lao's secretary again and apologize. Please don't worry. I'll take full responsibility-"
"Jackson, just spare her. It's not her fault. I shouldn't have let her handle that deal," Miss Cindy interrupted as she entered.
"Go. And good luck," she told me.
With a sigh, I left. I had survived another day with my infuriating yet undeniably handsome boss.
WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES. READ WITH CAUTION. MATURE CONTENT. Claire met Sebastian on her wedding day. He is the older brother of her husband-to-be. Fate took its time to play with her when she felt a very huge attraction to the man on the very same day she was bound to be someone else's wife. From the intense look he gives her to the way his lips curved up into a smirk, she can't help but feel foreign sensations running down her body. Sensations she's not allowed to feel for someone who's going to be a family soon. Sebastian knew he needs saving when he felt a very strong urge to pull the bride and lean her on the altar and take her there senselessly. With her strawberry blonde hair curled to the side of her shoulder exposing her delicately creamy-white skin, thoughts of running his tongue there invaded his mind. Damn him to hell for thinking thoughts like that to the woman his brother was about to marry. But the heavens must be in his favor when things around weren't what he expected it to be. This time he was determined to steal her from his brother, and no one can stop him. Not even fate.
Alpha Liam had no plans in getting a new Luna after his beloved wife was murdered. It was an act of unfaithfulness to his deceased wife. But as the Alpha of the Darkmoon Guardian Pack, he needs to have an heir to continue his legacy. He was against the idea of having a new Luna, but the Lycan King had ordered the Council to choose a bride for Liam. The Council of Claws chose Ember to be the new Luna of the pack. He didn't choose her. Ember was determined to win his heart. He's determined to remain faithful to his dead Luna. But things changed when Liam saw how dedicated Ember was to the pack. She's sweet yet so powerful. She's gentle but so strong. She was the epitome of a perfect Luna, and Liam started to see her in a better light. Liam was ready to finally accept Ember as his wife, especially now that she had his child. But fate had other plans for them. What happened if a woman will claim that she's the real mate of the Alpha? Veronica had Liam wrapped around her fingers the moment they saw each other. Who will Liam choose? Will he choose Ember who had his heir? Or will he choose the woman who claimed to be his lost mate? Lies. Dark secrets. Betrayal. What if Liam had chosen the wrong one? Will there be a chance to claim back his Luna and his child? What if it's too late already? Can Liam take the pain of losing another Luna in his life?
Fabian is selective when it comes to women-he doesn't just pick random girls from the bar. He has a long list of women who are only a call away, ready to satisfy him in bed. He wants them to be educated, intelligent, sexy, wealthy, and, of course, experienced in bed. He prefers women from the wealthiest families and insists on them being insanely beautiful. But all those high standards are about to be thrown out the window when he meets Georgina, a stripper at a club. Horrified by the intense attraction he felt when he first saw her dance, he immediately dismissed the idea of having her in his bed. Yet, night after night, images of her naked body moving seductively haunted his dreams. He saw her perky breasts bouncing as she swayed, her inviting pink slit tempting him for a taste. And every time, he would wake up drenched in sweat, his body aching with desire. Can the high and mighty Fabian Romano swallow his pride for a woman who never fails to make him hard in his dreams? Georgina is the breadwinner of her family-a stripper and an on-call escort. She'll do anything for money, including selling her body and soul. What choice does she have? She doesn't know any other way to make good money except by stripping and entertaining the rich patrons at the club. She openly admits she's ambitious-she wants to catch a wealthy man who will lift her and her family out of poverty. And she doesn't care who she has to step on to achieve that dream. She's a bitch, a gold digger, and a homewrecker.
Caught in a web of betrayal, Nicole's life shatters in a single evening when her mother-in-law, Veronica, sets her up in an elaborate scheme. Blindsided, Nicole faces her husband Taylor's cold rage as he casts her out of his life and home, accusing her of infidelity and theft. As she tries to defend herself, her best friend, Sarah, adds another blow by denying their loyalty. "Please, Taylor, you have to believe me!" Nicole pleads, her voice breaking, but his icy response is a dagger to her heart. "I don't hate you, Nicole," he sneers. "I despise you." When Nicole reveals she's pregnant, she hopes for compassion, but it only fuels Veronica's determination to rid the family of her. After signing the divorce papers, a dejected Nicole wanders alone, where a brutal attack leaves her bleeding, helpless, and desperate to protect her unborn child. Six years later, Nicole returns from the ashes to inflict seven times the pains upon those who humiliated her and left her to die. "I'll make them pay so dearly that they'd regret ever been born!" She declares. This is a story of romance and revenge you don't want to miss!
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Three years of marriage couldn't melt Theo's frozen heart. When an art gallery collapsed on Lena, he was off romancing another woman—lavishing her with a private jet. Three steel pins held Lena's shoulder together, but her heart remained broken. She filed for divorce and told everyone that he was impotent. Rising from the rubble, Lena blazed onto the design world's A‑list. She expected him to sail off with his true love—until Theo reappeared at her runway, pressing her against the wall. "Impotent, huh? Care to give it a try?"