All Chapters of One Night Stand With Her Billionaire CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

September 19th, 2019.Dear Diary, Tonight feels like it’s going to be a really big night. I don’t know why, but I’m excited. I’m getting ready to go out, maybe make a little money, meet people, and just see what happens. It doesn’t feel like a regular night. It feels like something might change for me. I just want to make the most out of it and try to make a name for myself in this world.*** Emmaline Facer sighed, pushed her long silky black hair back and placed her pen in the middle of her diary, and closed it gently. Tonight was the moment she had been waiting for. Her college graduation. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, trying different kinds of smiles. Which one would fit an event like this? Her eyes were defined. It was a cat eye shape, and hazel in color, and her lips were plump with a cupid's bow mouth shape. She took a moment to fix the last bit of her lipstick.She opened her closet. A long sleeved black dress caught her eye. Black had always been her go to col

Ezra felt an unsettling emptiness as his hand brushed the sheets on the other side of the bed. He blinked awake, turning his head to find Emma, but the space beside him remained cold. A frown gathered on his forehead. He pulled himself up with a heavy sigh, his gaze looked around the room in confusion.“Where did she go?” he muttered, swinging his legs off the bed. He reached down for his pants, pulling them on as he stood.He rubbed his eyes, took a breath, and called her name. “Emma!” His voice echoed through the quiet room, but silence answered him back.He checked his phone. Eight o’clock. A wave of anxiety hit him hard.Father will be furious.He rushed into the bathroom, and brushed his teeth quickly. In his mind, he tried to calm himself. She probably stepped out. She’ll be back. But as he stepped out of the bathroom and reached for his shirt on the bed, his foot caught on something. He stumbled forward, barely catching himself before falling.His eyes looked down.His wallet.H

Ezra lay on his bed, tossing a ball up and catching it, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. His mind kept drifting back to the strange girl he had met two days ago. He had just spent a few hours on the court, trying to tire himself out and forget, but it was useless. She was still on his mind. Eventually, he let the ball drop onto the bed and sat up, exhausted from a night of barely any sleep.He had dreamed of Emma over and over, and the dreams lingered even after he woke. Scott kept telling him to call the police, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He felt stuck. All he could think about was her smile—annoying, distracting, impossible to forget.A knock on the door pulled him out of his thoughts. “Come in,” he called, and his mother, Josie, stepped inside, holding a plate. Her wavy brown hair framed a youthful face with bangs; you wouldn’t think she had two grown kids. She approached him with a worried look.“It’s Sunday, and you’re not even getting ready for church,” she said. Josie

Ezra looked at the different ties arranged neatly in his drawer while he buttoned the cuffs of his shirt. His finger moved across them until he stopped at a simple black tie.He didn’t like it, but he felt he had to wear it as the CEO. He believed the tie made him look serious and cold, which he thought was needed for his position.At work, he rarely smiled, and the only person who ever made him laugh was his sister. She was the only one who could break his tough, quiet attitude.It had been three years since he last saw her, but the memories were still there. Still, he wasn’t sure he would even recognize her if he saw her today.When she disappeared, he searched for her non-stop for a whole year. He shared a sketch of the face he remembered, and even went to the police, but nothing came out of it. The face he shared wasn’t correct, and not in the system. At one point, he wondered if he imagined her.After that, he decided to shut down that soft part of himself. He took Scott’s advice

His eyes dropped to where her hand rested—right on his manhood.Emma followed his gaze, her mind racing as she tried to understand his shocked silence, broken only by that one word. The truth of where her hand rested hit her like lightning, and she gasped sharply. “Oh, my goodness!”He pulled back quickly, and she fell straight to the floor. She rubbed her backside and looked up at him, wincing. Ezra hurried to his seat, clearly embarrassed. “I’m so sorry about that,” he said, his voice full of regret.She exhaled sharply and stood up. She brushed off her clothes and stole a quick look at him, only to see that he was now focused on the files on his desk. Confusion washed over her. Did he not recognize her? The thought bothered her, and her heart raced, pushing her to want to run from the awkward moment.When he finally looked up at her, he let out a heavy sigh. “Maybe we should talk?” he said, making Emma wonder what he meant. Talk?Did he know who she really was? Was that why he h