Pamper me, Mr. Billionaire

Spring evenings are always the best for parties, and as Chelsea Suzy McCain danced to the redeems of the music from the club, she knew she was having a time of her life__ or so she thought. Today is the worst day of her life as she has just had a thick day at work. At twenty-three, Chelsea is a secretary and is good at her work. A curl of Auburn hair was on her back in a wave of attraction, she had not gone home and changed into a red short gown that cuts her knees and had spaghetti straps. Any man that saw her wanted to dance with her, but her freedom was that important. Picking up her glass of whiskey, she pushed it down her throat. If anyone had a brighter day other than Chelsea, then, it was Mr. Louis Joel Parker, the Billionaire of Texas. He is the owner of Tanih Technology company, and the success rate raised to ninety-five percent a year, thus, making him rich. At thirty, he was the hot Bachelor in town and had not planned on getting married unless it is for the special lady

Chelsea rushed into the central hospital in town and as she returned to the ward where her mom was, the doctor stopped her before she went knots.Her mom had been suffering from incurable heart disease, she had been on partial life support for two months and the call the doctor had made was that scary. “Where is my mom, can I see her?“ she inquired raising her brows.The lean man with sandy blonde hair found it hard to talk to her but then, Chelsea was losing it. “I am sorry, Miss McCain, we lost her,“ the young man muttered out faintly. Taking deep breaths, the young lady burst out in tears as she fell on the ground weeping. Shortly after, she left the mortuary after her mom was put there, she was so confused with the way she had her things breaking her heart and more. Roaming the streets late at night, Chelsea felt the heat burn in her head, she had just lost her mom, the only lady who supported her that much. This means that the only family member she has left now is her kid bro

It was around nine a.m. when Louis entered the Fraternity hospital. His eyes squirmed as he entered the reception hall and waited for the lady behind the stall to talk. “Mr. Parker, Miss Chelsea has already been taken to the X-ray room, she would be out anytime soon, then, you can get a look at her,“ the nurse said. Unlike the lady that had been in waiting last night, this was a new staff and she looked friendly. Nodding his head, he took off to get himself a glass of sparkling water which he had only taken a sip of when news reached to him that he could go ahead and see Chelsea. “This way, Mr. Parker,“ a nurse said directing the road. That was quite stressful since he had to walk all the way to the ward, and just like he had wanted, the doctor had taken care of placing Chelsea in a clean and proper room with high standards of hygiene. It warmed his heart sweeping through the entire space with his eyes and when he glared at the sickbed and the patient there, his eyes stung with uns

Marco had been fast in informing Thalia about Chelsea’s situation, and together, they came rushing to the hospital. They brought some provisions in bags and Marco held them. The moment Thalia entered the ward, she burst out into tears and rushed to Chelsea’s side of the bed. “She has lost her memory,“ Louis muttered from behind as he watched Marco approach him, greeting him by padding him gently on the back. “Hey, dude,“ he murmured in sanitation. “What happened?“ Thalia asked from the bed side. Her little whispers and sagging voice made Chelsea stare awake. Her big brown eyes were filled with confusion, she wondered about who these people were and why they kept their eyes on hers, especially the sobbing lady. “I ran into her when some guys from the alley down town chased her. It was a mistake, Thalia, I would never do anything deliberately to hurt Chelsea,“ he explained. His eyes brimmed red with unshed tears, and he would normally be damn if he actually let himself break down

The air in the room was light when Louis and Chelsea returned to the room, Marco had his face sullen from stress, but he managed to pull out a light smile, at least it was worth it for Chelsea. “Here is your meal, Chelsea,“ Thalia announced handing Chelsea the plate of fried chicken and fries. “Thank you, I appreciate this,“ the young lady said. She had now returned to the chair, she smiled brightly at her friends whom she couldn’t remember too well, they didn’t play any hard feelings with her, and she was super happy about that. Louis who had grabbed a plate of burgers from Thalia took a big bite through it and chewed with a lot of appetites. No one said anything, Chelsea knew they all wanted to, but for her sake, they didn’t utter even a word. She felt awkward, then, to Thalia, she murmured the faintest of questions, wanting to know more about her previous self. “Did I have a job, Thalia? how often did we meet and how was life with my old self? I would really love to know,“ Che