Jill Villareal was a kind of woman who would only think about herself ever since her parents died. She only have herself to worry about and she didn't need anyone in her life. She's alone and lonely but she don't mind. Jill don't want to drag other...
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Prologue
I stared at the man standing in front of me. Everything about him screams power and perfection. I can't find any flaws from him.
My heart start beating fast and loud, making me doubt whether he can hear my heart beat from where he is standing or not.
He strode slowly towards my direction and when we are only five meters apart he stopped. He leaned his unfamilliar face towards my face making me close my eyes and stop breathing.
This god like man in front has a weird effect on me. Is it even possible to find someone unfamilliar and familliar at the same time? I can't seem to recognize his face but my heart was making me feel that I know him.
I can feel his breath againts my neck as he whispered, "We meet again, Ms. Villareal."
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(A/N: Kamusta? You must be wondering why did I ended this book like this. I did this kasi po madali akong malito at makalimot. That's why I divided this book into two and through this way hindi na ako gaano malito. The next book will be published as soon as possible. Please don't get confused. Check my profile for the second book the day after tomorrow (tuesday). Love you guys😊.)
