Novels by Bhibiii

The next day, Antonio woke up feeling excited about the upcoming wedding and his newfound life of luxury. He headed downstairs for breakfast, hoping for an apology from Andres for hitting him, but none was forthcoming."So, I've arranged for one of my guards to take you around today," Andres stated plainly. "First, you should get some new clothes and pick out a top-notch suit for the wedding." He paused, his gaze fixed on Antonio, who was more focused on his breakfast. "Choose only the finest suit," Andres emphasized, "Oh, and one more thing," he continued, "we've decided to keep the wedding relatively small, just close family and a few friends from both my daughter and me."Antonio listened intently as Andres spoke. "I'll give you a list of items I need you to get for me," Andres added in an authoritative tone.Antonio raised his eyebrows internally, thinking, "So now I'm your errand boy?" However, he didn't dare voice this thought aloud. Maria coughed softly as a form of remind

Resting his back against the wall, Pedro declared, "We're here for Antonio."Mrs. Torres, initially frightened, recognized the loan shark. "Why?" she inquired.Pedro, growing impatient, advanced closer to her. "Don't ask me questions. Is he in?" he repeated.She sighed in response. "I haven't seen Antonio in days."Pedro let out a loud laugh, then turned to his men and signaled with a nod. "Search the house."His men barged past Mrs. Torres, shoving her aside, and commenced their search. They ransacked the room, scattering items in their haste. Mr. Torres, in his drunken stupor, was incapable of intervening, and Mrs. Torres' pleas fell on deaf ears.The search extended to the bathroom, and then they proceeded to check the backyard, in case Antonio had escaped through a window. When their thorough search was complete, they reported back to Pedro. "She's right, he's not here," they confirmed.Pedro's anger flared, and he paced back and forth, fuming. "Where is he?""I've been te

It was Carlos, Lucia's husband. Antonio quickly composed himself. "I'm alright," he responded.Carlos raised an understanding eyebrow. "You sure about that?"“Of course, why wouldn't I be?” Antonio responded, attempting to conceal his unease.Carlos continued, his tone suggestive, “Well, I don't know, perhaps meeting your fiancee's family?”Antonio wondered if Carlos had seen him with Maria's family. “Oh, you saw?” he asked.Carlos clarified, “I didn't see, but I know how it is.”Antonio, still trying to conceal his discomfort, replied, “Well, I'm fine, I'm good.”“Well, you, my guy, are in for a long... well, you’ll see. See you around," Carlos gave him a tap on the shoulder and walked away.Antonio chose to explore the remaining sections of the gallery. As he strolled through the lavish space, he couldn't help but feel a sense of determination. "This is pure luxury; I must use this as motivation to put my enemies to shame," he thought to himself, absorbing the elegance that

Antonio, while sipping his wine, nearly choked upon hearing Maria introduce him that way. "Are you okay?" they all inquired as Antonio struggled to regain his composure.“Ermm, yes, I am,” he managed to say. He gave Maria a stern look, but Maria didn't meet his gaze.“Carlos, Lucia, meet my fiance, Antonio,” Maria continued the introduction. Antonio felt a mix of confusion and disbelief.“Antonio, meet my niece, Lucia, who is opening this gallery tonight, and her husband, Carlos,” Maria said with a warm smile.“Awww? Happy for you, sis,” Lucia chimed in. “Nice to meet you, Antonio.”Antonio could sense the fakeness among them but managed to smile. He shook Carlos's extended hand, all the while wondering about the kind of situation he had been pulled into. The questions in his mind continued to multiply."Make yourselves comfortable while I attend to my other guests, including you, our 'fiance'," Lucia said still smiling before excusing herself."See you around," Carlos added befor

“May I ask where?" Antonio inquired."Just get ready, no questions, please," she replied firmly and made to leave."Thank you for everything," Antonio expressed his gratitude as she turned to look at him. "Yeah, yeah, now get ready," she replied before leaving. Antonio couldn't help but wonder why she wasn't her cheerful self at that moment.He began to get dressed, but soon enough, a concern struck him – he had no other clothes besides the fresh outfit Maria had provided earlier that day.Remembering the phone Sara had pointed out earlier, Antonio decided to call for assistance."Excuse me, can you come for a moment?" he asked on the intercom.In no time, Sara arrived at his door. "What can I help you with? Is it the plates? Have you finished your meal?" Sara inquired.Antonio replied, "Not just that, though I've finished eating. There's something else. Maria just left, and she told me to get ready for tonight. But the thing is, I don't have any other clothes here. I was wondering if

"If you say so, go and get him settled in," André said. Maria returned to Antonio, who was waiting at the door. She led him to a spacious room that left him in awe. Antonio entered the room with his mouth agape. "This place is five times bigger than my entire house," he exclaimed with a wide grin. Maria couldn't help but laugh at his amazement. "It's all yours, this is your room," she replied. Antonio raced to the bed and leaped onto it like an excited child. "First time on a bed?" Maria teased, not meaning it literally. "Sadly, yes," Antonio admitted, his excitement turning into contemplation as he reflected upon all the experiences he had missed out on. "You know what? Just rest. I'll get the cook to make something for you. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask me," Maria said before leaving Antonio to ponder his new surroundings. Andrés, Maria's father, found himself caught in a heated power struggle with his brothers. Despite Andrés currently holding the CEO position,