A trillionaire in the University

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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"I'll be fine, John," Mama Pat's voice broke through the serene hospital ward, now filled with the sterile scent of antiseptics.

John sat by her side, not even knowing what to say or how to react. The mere thought of Mama Pat not feeling well was already weighing him down.

He didn't know what he'd do if something bad should happen to Mama Pat, the woman who had helped shapen his life and had made him the man he was at that moment.

John Moxley was a 29 years old young man who was exiled from his family due to his reckless and prodigal lifestyle.

As a privileged young man who was born into the most powerful family in the world, John felt there was no need to work hard, instead he lived a life of extravagance, spending money like he had a garden where money grew on trees.

When John's grandfather saw the way John was living his life, he feared what might become of the Moxley's legacy if eventually he dies, considering now that John's parents whom he believed would take over after his death, were already dead, leaving him to face the harsh reality that the one who would take over after his death, was none other than John himself.

In a bid to instill into him a sense of responsibility, grandfather Moxley had to banish him from the family for five years. He wanted John to learn that certain privileges were meant to be cherished not abused and being born into Moxley's family was one of such privileges.

It was during the time when he was exiled, that Mama Pat took him in. Mama Pat was a woman with a large heart who looked after abandoned children and those who had no parents.

She became more like a godmother to him and John had grown to love her so much that he couldn't bare the sight of seeing her suffer from the disease which now held her down.

John took her hand, feeling her fragile form, "Godmother, I may have to beg my grandfather to revoke my exile," he said, his gaze fixed on her tired eyes. "I need money to take care of you."

Mama Pat managed to muster a weak smile, "No, you mustn't," she insisted. "You're not at fault here. Your grandfather must come to his senses on his own. I won't have you begging for my sake."

As they were still talking, a group of young orphans, children whom Mama Pat had just newly begun to take care of before she fell sick, timidly entered the room.

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