Lahat ng Kabanata ng One Night Stand With Her Billionaire CEO: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

September 19th, 2019.Dear Diary, This is a night that promises to be unforgettable. I can feel the excitement bubbling inside me as I prepare for an evening filled with opportunities to earn money and connect with new faces. This isn’t just any ordinary night; it feels like a turning point, a moment that could lead to great things ahead. I’m determined to seize every chance that comes my way, to make a lasting impression, and to carve out a name for myself in this world. *** Emmaline Facer sighed, swept her long, silky black hair back and placed her pen in the middle of her diary before closing it with a sense of finality. Tonight was the moment she had been eagerly awaiting for days—her college graduation. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror, trying different kinds of smiles. Which one would be right for an event like this? Her eyes were defined—cat-eye shape and hazel in color—and her lips were plump with a cupid's bow. She took a moment to perfect her lipstick.She ope

Ezra felt an unsettling emptiness as his hand brushed against the cool sheets on the other side of the bed, realizing Emma was missing. He blinked awake, turning his head to search for her, but the space beside him remained empty. He sat up and let out a heavy sigh, his gaze darting around the room in confusion. “Where did she go?” he muttered to himself, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and reaching down to grab his pants from the floor.He took a deep breath and called out her name. “Emma!” But the silence that followed was deafening. He quickly checked his phone, noting the time—eight o'clock—and felt a wave of anxiety wash over him. Father will be furious, he thought, hastily pulling on his pants and heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth. In his mind, he reassured himself that Emma had just stepped out for a moment and would be back soon. However, as he emerged from the bathroom and made his way to the bed to retrieve his shirt, he stumbled over something on the floo

Ezra lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling while catching the ball he had tossed into the air. His mind was consumed by thoughts of the peculiar girl he had met just two days prior, and he found himself reflecting on Scott's advice, letting out a few heavy sighs in the process. Eventually, he dropped the ball onto the bed and sat up, feeling the burden of his restless night.Sleep had eluded him, filled with dreams of Emma that lingered even after he woke. Despite Scott's insistence that he should involve the police, Ezra felt paralyzed by the thought; he simply couldn't bring himself to do it. Instead, his mind kept drifting back to her smile—an infuriatingly captivating image that wouldn’t leave him alone.When a knock interrupted his thoughts, he called out, inviting the visitor in. His mother, Josie, stepped through the door, balancing a plate in her hands. She was a beautiful woman with brown wavy shoulder-length hair and bangs. She had a baby face, and one wouldn’t guess she

Ezra glanced at the diversity of ties neatly arranged in his drawer while fastening the cuffs of his shirt. His finger traced the fabric until it settled on a sleek black tie, a choice he loathed but felt compelled to wear as the ceo. The tie, he believed, lent him an air of authority and a certain coldness that he thought was necessary for his role. At the office, he rarely smiled, reserving his humor solely for his sister, who was the only person capable of breaking through his stoic façade.It had been three years since he last saw her, yet memories of their time together lingered, though he doubted he would recognize her if they crossed paths again. In the year following her disappearance, he had tirelessly searched for her, sharing a sketched picture and even enlisting the help of the police, but when their efforts yielded no results, he resigned himself to the idea of locking away his softer side. He took to heart Scott's advice: "You won't get hurt if you don't fall in love." Th

When he finally caught sight of her face, a frown creased his brow. “You!” he exclaimed, his gaze dropping to where her hand rested—specifically, on his manhood. Emma followed his line of sight, her mind racing as she processed his stunned silence, punctuated only by that single word. The realization of her hand's placement hit her like a bolt of lightning, prompting a sharp gasp. “Oh, my goodness!” In an instant, he recoiled, causing her to tumble unceremoniously onto the floor. She rubbed her backside and looked up at him, wincing. “Ouch.”Ezra quickly retreated to his seat, his expression one of embarrassment. “I’m so sorry about that,” he said, his voice laced with regret.She took a deep breath and stood up. She brushed off her clothes, stealing another glance at him—only to find his attention diverted to the files on his desk. A wave of confusion washed over her—did he not recognize her? The thought nagged at her as her heart raced, urging her to escape the awkwardness of the mo