Oops! I Left With The CEO's Heart

EMMAThe sunlight pouring from the floor to ceiling window finally stirred me awake. Opening my eyes, the first thing I noticed was that I was lying on a firm but comfortable body, the soothing rhythm of a heartbeat filling my ear.The heartbeat of Alexander Miller, the love of my life. A slow smile curved my lips as I raised my head to look at his face. He was sleeping so peacefully, and he looked so beautiful doing so. God, how could a man be so beautiful?And he was mine. He was finally mine.It still felt like a dream. I'd loved him for practically all my life. Our families had been family friends, so I'd known him since I was a child.I realized I was in love with him when I was 16 years old. That day, I confessed my feelings to him and asked him to be my boyfriend.He laughed and told me not to say such things because he was like my older brother and I was just confused. From then, I watched him with different girlfriends but I never stopped dreaming that one day, he was going

EMMA“I know you paid the waiter to spike my drink at the club.”“What?”The word slipped out of my mouth, small and weak. I didn’t even recognize my own voice. I stared at Alex, my heart pounding so loudly I could hear it in my ears.He didn't just say that, did he?“You paid the waiter to spike my drink,” Alex repeated without hesitationIt was like he was speaking another language. “What are you talking about?” I asked, shaking my head slowly.Alex's eyes narrowed. “That’s why I felt so out of it after just a few glasses of whiskey. I thought I was just tired, maybe stressed. Yet, it still didn't make sense because I have a high tolerance for alcohol. But now I understand why. It was because I had been drugged.”His cold eyes bore into me, and I hated the look of mistrust in his eyes.“Alex.” I croaked out. “I don't...I swear I don't know what you are talking about.”“You must be wondering how I found out.” he let out a humourless chuckle. “I went for my annual checkup yesterday.

ALEXTHE PREVIOUS NIGHTAfter leaving the party with Natasha, I drove straight to her apartment complex. On the way, Natasha kept trying to make conversation but I merely nodded here and there without engaging.My mind wasn’t on her. Hell, it wasn’t even in that car. It was back at the party. On Emma. On the look in her eyes when she saw me with Natasha.She’d looked... wrecked.Tightness settled in my chest. I knew what I did was for the best, but I still can't get rid of this feeling.I pulled up in front of Natasha’s apartment complex and parked.“Thanks for tonight.” I finally spoke for the first time since leaving the party. “I owe you.”Natasha shrugged, her glossy lips curling into a faint smile. “No need to thank me, Alex. How many women can say they got the chance to pretend to be the fiancé of Alexander Miller?”“I might need you to do it again,” I said, avoiding her eyes.She gave a small laugh. “Sure. I'm always at your service, handsome.” She paused and gave me a look. “B

ALEXI couldn't breathe. I felt suffocated. I immediately grabbed the knot of my tie, my fingers shaking as I loosened it because it felt like it was choking me.Emma had told me over and over again that she didn’t do it. That she’d never do something like that. And I had refused to believe her.I stood there in the middle of that damn security room, still staring at the paused screen, frozen at the exact moment the waiter slipped the bracelet off her wrist. “Something’s not right,” Tony spoke beside me. “This whole thing. It’s… it doesn’t add up.”I turned to look at him, blinking hard to stay focused.He crossed his arms, frowning. “You said that drug they found in your system: it makes people lose control, get really out of it. And then extremely horny? And they are barely conscious of whatever they do while under its influence?”I nodded stiffly.“So why the hell would the waiter drug you with that? I mean… he didn’t try to sleep with you. He didn't even try to rob 'you'. Unless.

ALEX“What? What are you doing?” Natasha swatted at the police officer’s hand as she tried to fasten the cuffs around her wrists.“I’d advise you not to resist arrest,” the officer said coolly. “I won’t hesitate to add obstruction of justice to your charges.”“But I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Natasha shrieked, her eyes wide as she darted her gaze around the hotel lobby. There were only a handful of people around, but they were taking the scene in with rapt attention.“Assault? Drugs?” Natasha fumed. “Are you crazy? I haven’t done any such thing!”“Liar!”Bulger, the waiter, stepped forward while pointing a finger at her . “You gave me that drug to put in Mr. Miller’s drink. And you made me steal that woman’s bracelet!”“Shut up! Shut up, you bastard!” Natasha spat, her eyes blazing. She spun to face me, her voice suddenly soft and desperate. “Please, Alex, I don’t even know this man. You can’t possibly believe his lies.”The more she spoke, the more disgust I felt towards