The Billionaire's Closet [English]

In the far distance of a VIP room on the last floor of an exclusive and deluxe hotel, you can hear the faint moans and the outcry that full of desire and passionate kisses. It continues to shatter the calm and peaceful surroundings inside that said room. The mysterious couple was resting on the long sofa bed despite the disturbance of the room boys and staff that walking recklessly from place to place in the numerous rooms. They are barely naked, and the only garments left were their cute boxers. "I've missed you..." slightly moaned by the man with foreign features; his lips were thin and flushed in red. His eyebrow was thick as his bristle on his extensive and broad chest. "Babe, did you feel the same way?" he asked as he settles off his partner's uncovered top, "Do you missed me too? It's been five months since the last time we've met and make out." His four-packs abs were even more noticeable as he scarcely lifted himself on his partner's lap. The glow of a dim lamp continues to envelop the entire space of the VIP room. He is Guillermo Hughes Andrade, the billionaire and the owner of a famous Tobacco Plantation worldwide. The main plantation is located in Iba, Zambales, Philippines. He just turned thirty years old. His father is purely Spanish, and his mother was pure Filipina. He is the most senior and had one sibling, who is his younger brother. "Of course, I want you every second." Hughes's mysterious partner responded. They started up again on what they had been doing—proceeding with their enthusiastic hands that wandered over each other's intense and heated bodies. They were trying their best as they can to restore the abandoned and lost months between them. That day Hughes just came home from China. He visited the tobacco plantation there that he had purchased years ago. Hughes also remained there for almost five months with his younger brother. He asked him to go with him and be his companion as he is getting prepared to mend their falling family resort located on an Island. "Hughes, do you think I can rebuild the resort?" his younger brother Giordano asked him while they are on the plane, leaving the Philippines for a brief moment. "I am afraid that what if it will destroy more when I tried my best to revive it, it will become our family failed business." "Don't be afraid to fall and fail, Giordano, because when that happens, you are nowhere else to go but to get up from your feet," Hughes replied to his younger brother as he gently squeezes his shoulder, "I will always believe in your potential Gior, I know shortly you were able to buy another island that will turn the branch of your main resort." his younger brother nods at him a bit, "Have you forgotten that we have the same blood on our veins? You were my only sibling too. Look at me now; I've bought some property in China and India, my next target was in Kenya. You should praise me, Giordano." Hughes cracked up when his brother shook his head vehemently. He can see the doubt and distrust on his younger brother's innocent face. He laughed as he pats Giordano's shoulder. "I don't think so that I can do that, Hughes," he replied with the specks of fear and suspicion. "Why not? We are both business-minded, Giordano,” he said mumbled. His younger brother looked at him in disbelief. Hughes' eyebrows curved as he looked at his brother's troubled face. "And we both loved women's," he added. His younger cackled at his last sentence. "I'll believe in your words when you get married. Hughes, Mom, and Dad want their countless grandchildren now. You're already thirty." "Don't you ever dared to question about my age, Giordano,” he smirked and furrowed at him. "You don't have a girlfriend yet." Gior teased him again, "Do you want me to help you find one?" "Shut up, Giordano!" They both laughed when Hughes hit him with the rolled magazine. Hughes is five years older than him. If he is the first-born, Giro is the last born. The couple continued what they were doing, and every move has accompanied by a soft and captivating weak melody inside the room. It comes from Hughes's phone; someone kept on calling to his phone. He didn't even bother to get up and check who is the pest. They've kissed and pleasured each other until wholly removed the last garments of his mysterious partner's. Hughes's smile was broad as he stared at his unbelievable size of genitals. "It's outsized." he murmured as he touched it with his bare hands, "Do you want me to--" The door of the said VIP rooms named Soledad Hotel slammed open that interrupted, and made them stopped from what they are doing. A woman's slender body came inside the room, agitated and fuming mad at what she had seen with her naked mournful eyes. It can see the disgrace and humiliation in the dreadful set of her sobbing eyes and lips. "Andrius!" she screamed as she threw her phone that she was holding on the cold floor. Her phone broke into hundreds of pieces as her soul and heart do. "What does this stupidity of you and Hughes mean?!" Hughes abruptly gets up from Andrius's lap. He did not mind the woman who begins to sobs. Her tears streamed down from her anguish face like the amicable water stream flow as she watched Hughes silently put on his clothes. She can't believe what she discovers in that hotel room. "You two are like gourmands! Ruthless! I despise you, Andrius and Hughes! You two are the betrayer, backstabber, and a traitor!" She is Asher Celestial. Since college, she is Andrius's longtime girlfriend, and Hughes is also one of her friends that started when they attended the conference held by Hughes's company.