Underneath an introvert

One Night With My Billionaire Boss

Nathaniel Stone

I woke up on silk sheets that smelled of expensive cedar and cold sandalwood, a world away from my cramped apartment in Brooklyn. Beside me lay Ezra Gardner—my boss, the billionaire CEO of Gardner Holdings, and the man who could end my career with a snap of his fingers. He didn’t offer an apology for the night before; instead, he looked at me with terrifying clarity and proposed a cold, calculated business arrangement. "Marriage. It stabilizes the board and solves the PR crisis before it begins." He dressed me in archival Chanel and sent me home in his Maybach, but my life was already falling apart. My boyfriend, Irving, claimed he had passed out early, yet his location data placed him at my best friend’s apartment until three in the morning. When I tried to run, I realized Ezra was already ten steps ahead, tracking my movements and uncovering the secret I’d spent twenty years hiding: my connection to the powerful Senator Grimes. I was trapped between a CEO who treated me like a line item on a quarterly report and a boyfriend who had been using me while sleeping with my closest friend. I felt like a pawn in a game I didn't understand, wondering why a man like Ezra would walk up forty flights of stairs on a broken leg just to make sure I was safe. "Showtime, Mrs. Gardner." Standing on the red carpet in a gown that cost more than my life, I watched my cheating ex-boyfriend’s face turn pale as Ezra claimed me in front of the world. I wasn't just an assistant anymore; I was a weapon, and it was time to burn their world down.

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Three years ago!

"Samantha, hurry up quickly! Hurry with the keys. She's losing a lot of blood! We need to rush her to the hospital as quickly as possible!" Mr Stephen Davis' thunderous voice echoed in the living room.

One of his daughters had just fallen off the staircase and was lying unconsciously on the floor. She was in the pool of her own blood.

The living room was filled with blood.

Mrs Samantha Davis, his wife, quickly rushed out of the master bedroom with the car keys to take the unconscious girl to the hospital.

Mr Stephen Davis snatched the keys from her hand in anxiety.

He was not a Doctor, but he could tell from the amount of blood oozing out of the unconscious girl that, if he delayed for even a second, the chances of him losing his precious daughter was close to certain.

He lifted the unconscious girl up from the floor and dashed out of the house like a lunatic. He placed the young girl at the back seat of the car.

Mrs Samantha Davis quickly opened the car, sat down, and placed the unconscious girl's head on her laps.

Upon entering the car, Mr Stephen Davis quickly sped off onto the streets as though on a police chase.

Since it was past 11:00 o'clock midnight, there was no traffic in town and they managed to reach the Hospital within 15 to 20 minutes later.

Mr Stephen Davis started shouting hysterically at the entrance of Fairfield Teaching Hospital upon their arrival.

"Help! Help us. Please! It's an emergency! Someone please call a Doctor, please!" While saying this, he lifted his baby girl from the back seat and rushed her into the emergency ward.

A female nurse quickly came out with a stretcher upon hearing the commotion.

But the man was in a hurry and was running helter-skelter, such that, the nurse couldn't catch up with him.

So, she found herself pulling the empty stretcher behind them.

Mr Stephen Davis placed the unconscious lady on one of the hospital beds as he cried out desperately. "Someone get me a Doctor! Please! She has lost so much blood, I'm losing my baby girl! Hurry up. Please! get me a Doctor!"

Mrs Samantha Davis was a middle-aged woman, who could not keep up with her husband's pace and came in minutes later.

A well-dressed middle-aged man in white clothes walked into the emergency ward. He quickly checked the unconscious girl's pulse and attended to her immediately.

"Please wait outside, we need to attend to her." He ordered the family of the unconscious lady.

After about ten minutes, he came out of the emergency ward with a team of doctors and nurses.

They were pulling an unconscious lady on a stretcher to a different ward.

Mr Stephen Davis immediately recognized it was his little girl and asked the doctor frantically, "Where are you taking her to?"

Doctor Andrews Jones replied, "The patient lost a lot of blood and it's very detrimental to her health. We are taking her for surgery immediately, and she needs a blood transfusion."

"Don't worry! I will donate my blood to her." Mr Stephen Davis said.

Upon hearing this statement, Mrs Samantha Davis' face twitched awkwardly. "Honey, let me donate the blood. Don't worry, I'll donate the blood to our baby girl." She suggested.

"What are you talking about? I'm the man here and I'm her father, I need to donate my blood to my baby girl, and I don't have time to banter words with you right now."

Upon saying this, he faced Doctor Andrews Jones and said, "Doc, please take my blood. I'll donate to my daughter."

"Okay! Please follow me." The Doctor ordered and they rushed to a different ward.

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