All that Cynthia ever wanted was to find a rich man to be her husband, but she started falling for Leo who was a handsome, naughty, and sweet colleague, yet a poor man. ***** Cynthia Fatima Dimagiba was a self-proclaimed gold-digger as she was already fed up being unwanted and poor after being orphaned at a young age. Forced to constantly hustle, she made a promise to herself that she will use her beauty and brains to marry a rich man... specifically, the young and mysterious CEO of her company. Upon committing to her goal, she met Leo, a handsome and naughty but sweet colleague, yet a poor one. The last thing she could ever think of was falling in love with him and yet she did... DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

When Rocio's boyfriend invites his best friend on their trip to Ibiza, she thinks nothing of it--until his smoking hot body makes her think again. ***** The summer before her last year of university, Rocio plans a romantic, drama-free vacation to Ibiza with her boyfriend Axel. But nothing goes according to plan when their party of two becomes a party of six, and when Axel invites his best friend Levi--who Rocio has never met--on the trip. Because Levi is everything that Axel isn't: he's charming, flirtatious, and rocks a sexy Australian accent just as easily as a six pack. But as Rocio continues to deny their instant, irresistible connection, she can't help but wonder...what's the worst that could happen if she gave in to temptation? All she has to do is kiss Levi to find out . . . Content/Trigger Warning: contains references to sexual assault. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

(Humihingi po ako ng tawad kung mali-mali grammar ko :) ) “Oh wait, this is the part that I ought to know that you like me, right?” “Huh?” what the fuck did he just say? “Yes, you do like me. It shows in your actions. You’re so apparent. You wouldn’t lean closer if you don’t want me to kiss you. But just so you know, I don’t like you, I never liked you. I always treat you as my friend, my tutor, my assignment maker. That’s all” “Damon, stop it. Please” “Why, don’t you want to hear the truth? I don’t like you, Allen, I never did” “Stop it” “Yeah, that’s the problem about you girls. Especially you. You’re so fucking melodramatic. I mean you’re not even my girlfriend, and you were like expecting me to give you my soul or something. Well the shitty truth hurts, deal-"