Healing the Broken Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

THE KISSAs soon as the sunlight hit my face, I gasped."Oh, shoot!" I'm late again.Doesn't have enough time to take a shower, put makeup on, or change my underwear. I slipped through a pair of loose pants and a flowery blouse, I rushed through the door, carrying the empty canvas in my hand."You're certainly getting fired, Nicole," I told myself.Fishing for my phone, I saw his secretary's message. He wants to see my face, the very moment I get to the building."Be ready to be skinned alive."My palms are sweaty, and I bet that nervousness is shown on my face.At least I'm still pretty. That's all that matters.I knocked on his door. If ever the floor is hungry, I'd volunteer myself to let it eat me now."In.""Sir Eric?" Peeping my head inside his office, I saw him sitting on his chair, eyes staring at his laptop. His sharp jawline tells me that I'm a dead meat."Midnight, I'm certain of the deadline I gave you. Midnight.""Uh-- sir Eric, I was -""Take a chair." He cuts me off, jus

THE CURSEI thought my eyes had been blinded from the flashing cameras outside the venue. Heaving the sigh of relief when I realized that I can still see."Mom, happy birthday." Eric kissed a woman in her late 50s, yet she doesn't seem to age.From her aura and her gracefulness, anyone could tell that she's living in the world where money rains from above."My dearest son, oh, how great it is to see you again," she greeted back with a tight hug.I feel like an exotic food sitting in the middle of high-class plates of specialties."Might I ask who this beautiful gal is with you?" A man who's a perfect copy of Eric's face, only a bit older and definitely knows how to show a smile.Pushed myself to stand like a ballerina that almost broke my back, Eric snaked a hand around my waist and tied me next to him. Closing the gaps in between us."Nicole, these are my parents. Amanda and Bruce. Mom, dad, this is Nicole."Introducing me to them, I had these endless thoughts of how rich people react

THE CONSEQUENCEMorning came, and everything that happened last night felt like a dream. A beautiful one.My heart felt better and lighter. I've got no loads stuck painting my present, and somehow, I am starting to be thankful that Eric was there."Morning, sunshine," I yawned.Groaning as I stretched, I heard loud murmurs from outside my house.Out of curiosity, I went to the door to check it out.But as soon as I realized what's really happening, my groggy state melted when I saw paparazzi and reporters gathering around my place."It's Miss Allen!" One of them yelled, and as if they're bees looking for their queen, they flew straight to my porch with their microphones and cameras pointed at my morning face.I haven't washed, my hair sure looks like a bird's nest and my clothes aren't presentable."Oh, no, this is a huge problem."I immediately closed my door, double locked it, triple licked it, and closed all my windows."Oh my gosh, what is happening?!"Headed straight to my room, I

THE DESSERTI thought that Eric would take me somewhere else, but I was wrong. He brought me to his house and personally made our dinner himself.And all that I could say, he's got his own magic in his hands."Wow." Impressed by how he neatly sliced the meat in a right measure. "How'd you do that?"I saw the glimpse of him pushing his ego upwards when I obviously compliment him without saying anything to compliment him."I took culinary course before I focused on business," he opened up. "Being a master in the kitchen was actually my dream ever since I was a boy, but since I'm the only son of my family, they wanted me to take over the company."My eyebrows lifted from the story."So, I ended up dealing with papers, not dishes," he added.Surprised over his sudden share it without hesitation, my eyes glued at him.He looks more dreamy when his tenacity comes.His hair falls, covering his forehead. The edges of his face are very attractive, and how his hand works with real professional o

THE PAIN"What do you mean you can't do it anymore?" Serena asked with those judging heterochromatic eyes of hers, watching me slump onto the floor."I don't know, I can't - I just can't do this anymore." Crawling up in my bed, I faced down the pillows thinking maybe I could kill myself in guilt and forget to breathe."After what you did last night?" She scoffed and fumbled over my expired makeup and lotions in the cabinet. "What are these things?"She picked up a bottle and sniffed it, causing her to sneeze."How did you know what happened to us last night?" With my widening eyes, I asked."There were lots of mirrors in that room, I had the urge to take a peek." Rubbing her reddening nose, she opened the bottle and stuck out her tongue."That's not food," I chided her before the tip of her literal sharp tongue touched the white cream.Lie on my back, I stared at the ceiling blankly, and everything that happened last night seemed to flash in my memories.His warmth still lingered on my