Billionaire's Hidden Princess by Alegna Ciee (tharntype novel english .TXT) 📕

The curtains of the night already fell, and the employees of the Apollon Group Holdings are about to resign for the day.

Gabriel is on his way out of the building at this moment, walking down a hallway that leads to the main lobby. From the start of the photoshoot up until this minute, his mind is filled with thoughts of a certain classmate.

Confessing to Leticia isn’t a part of his expectations for today. He’s planning to wait longer and win her over even if it’s just little by little.

He knows that she already has a boyfriend, but he’s also aware that not every relationship lasts for too long – especially one between a plain college student and a prominent adult who owns a large company. In fact, he has a strong feeling that it will just be a matter of time.

After all, dating a big shot like Livius Apollon isn’t going to be a breeze. There’ll be the overwhelming amount of attention, certain obligations to follow in order to be deemed worthy of him, and even a number of major risks.

Knowing Leticia, Gabriel can sense that she’ll be easily burdened and crushed under the expectations and responsibilities that this relationship will drop on her shoulders.

“Indeed, it’s just a matter of time… You’ll soon be mine, Leticia,” he mused silently, smirking to himself.

Gabriel is the type to never back down. Call it infatuation or endearment – he knows that he’s been craving to hog her all for himself, touch her, please her, and monopolize her smiles and laughter.

That’s why he’s not just going to give up so easily.

While having this train of thoughts, Gabriel almost failed to notice the approaching figure ahead of him. His eyes then widen in surprise the moment he recognizes the person.

“Speaking of the devil…”

Livius makes his entrance before him out of nowhere, striding down the hall with both of his hands shoved in his pocket. He’s wearing a complacent simper and carrying the air of mocking placidity, his hooded eyes glued on him forebodingly.

“In behalf of our agency, I offer my gratitude for this partnership, President Apollon,” Gabriel started the moment they met halfway, feigning professionalism.

“Great job at work too. I received the reports from the photoshoot’s organizers. They said you were quite exemplary. People were praising you,” Livius commended, simply playing along.

“Thank you for the compliment, Sir.”

“Well then, I’ll be going.”

Taken aback by how cool-headed he seems to be about this entire thing, Gabriel feels a bit insulted. Livius can’t possibly just leave like that when he’s clearly miffed earlier.

It’s giving him the impression that his confession stands no chance – that he doesn’t need to meddle nor even make a comment to show him how he’s staying dominant.

“President…” Gabriel called out again, voice thick and vehement.

“I think you don’t know her well enough.”

His sudden remark had Livius deciding to stay for a bit longer. He doesn’t appear to be changing his stance, though, as he only continues exchanging looks at him domineeringly.

“She’s very shy in class, and she only has one known friend in school. Everyone just steers clear of her since she’s also steering clear of them. She likes working on her own and prefers being alone. She won’t talk unless someone talked to her first, and she used to stutter a lot when she did so. I think both of you don’t complement each other. You might even end up hurting her. So, it’s better for you to just-“

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

Hearing him rambling in desperation to get in between, Livius finally snaps. He’s starting to lose his cool once more despite how much he’s been trying to bottle it all up.

“So, you want to see who really knows my girlfriend well, huh?”

His thunderous voice made shivers run down his spine. Just as Gabriel expected, a man of his caliber holds so much power and aura – very imperious and commanding.   

“Let me tell you what, then… I’m aware that Eya has social anxiety. In fact, she can’t even handle kissing too long when we’re in public. Her lips would quiver, and I had to wrap both my arms around her waist just to keep her standing on her feet,” Livius finally started, retaliating with a self-assertive smirk that got his brows arching in nonplus.

“H-Huh…?” the young model stammered out, looking dumbfounded and blushing a little at his thoroughly detailed retort.

“That’s why we have to move somewhere private whenever we’re making out. That way, she could kiss me better. Even then, though, that girl still has a long way to go. Her kisses can be messy sometimes, and she keeps running out of breath-“

“Stop already!”

At this point, Gabriel is blushing madly, flustered and embarrassed. He’s crimson red starting from his neck then all the way up to his ears, no longer able to listen any further without imagining everything.

If anything, Livius is clearly making fun of him. He’s exerting his dominance once more, and this time, it’s even more miffing.