All Chapters of Billionaire Bad Boy, Broken Underneath : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ezra's POVI walk out of the ensuite bathroom with a towel hanging loosely around my waist. I glance at the bed and catch sight of the girl in it. She stirs a little bit and I thought for a second she would wake up but she only sinks deeper into the pillows. She's clearly still deep in sleep. The memories from last night flood through my mind. I had a really wild night. Though it got really annoying when her screams almost blasted my ear drums. At some point, I had to stuff her panties into her mouth to keep her from screaming my ears off as I finished. I was a bit tipsy last night so I didn't particularly go easy on her. I quickly get dressed into the freshly ironed work clothes my driver sent up earlier and drop some bundles of money by the lamp stand beside the bed. One thing is clear. I don't do love and commitment. And my girls understand that. They keep me satisfied and I fund their accounts. No demands for attention and all that mushy stuff. Safe to say everyone understands t

Ezra’s POVThe car comes to a halt in front of my house and I hop out. I take slow, slurry steps through the foyer, taking the stairs towards the second floor. I had a lot to drink earlier at the bar with Jason. We had both returned from our business trip and thought to grab a few drinks from the bar. One drink turned into two and before we knew it, we were all tipsy. Hailey had come to pick Jason up and I came home with my driver. I had told my assistant to send a girl home for the night so I walk straight to the room I usually use to entertain them on the second floor whenever I'm too tired to go to a hotel. My room is totally off limits. It's my private sanctuary and I can't taint it with the multiple meaningless sex I have every other day. I haven't had any girl there, not once. I treasure my bed and I can't have just anyone in it. I open the door and walk in. The room is dimly lit by the moonlight emanating from the windows. It seems a bit different for a while but I catch the

Ezra's POV The evening air at the country club is warm and inviting. I pick up my drink from the table and take a sip before setting it down. I’ve been here with Jason for over an hour and I still can't get my mind to relax due to the presence of someone living rent free in my head. It's been a week since the morning after the incident with my chef and I just can't seem to get her off my mind. To be honest, I don't know what this is. I didn't catch a clear view of her the night I entered her room but I knew she looked hot, especially in her nightie. I certainly wasn't expecting what I was met with the morning after. It's safe to say my private chef is the most beautiful woman I have ever come across. Annoyingly so. Don't get me wrong. I've met several sexy women but Carissa's beauty is unmatched. There's just something about her that draws me in and I totally hate it. To top it all, she's annoying. She makes me eat the healthy meals she prepares and I just don't know why I can't se

Ezra's POV Having a beautiful woman for a chef has got to be the most distracting thing ever. It's difficult to concentrate these days, especially when she's around me. I really don't know what draws me to her but I can't deny the attraction at this point. It runs deeper than her physical looks. Though that's a huge factor as well but I can't seem to place my hand on what this is all about and it annoys me. How does one get over their hot chef?The subtle sounds from the kitchen tells me that Carissa is up and I walk towards the breakfast nook. We exchange stiff greetings when the girl from last night walks in. I hate it when they linger and I've warned them against it. This particular one though is one of my oldest and best girls so I let it slide for just today. She could have breakfast and be on her way. I'm not offering more than that. She sits beside me and plops a loud kiss on my cheek as she caresses my thigh. I move to stop her not liking it one bit but an idea pops into my

Ezra's POV It's been two weeks since we had dinner at Jason's and life so far has been pretty mundane. Besides going to the office, creating new apps and closing off deals, nothing really interesting has happened. Well, asides my hot chef, moving around the house, looking pretty and annoying. Carissa has made it a point of duty to ensure I have three square meals every day. She insists on packing my lunch before I go to work even after I declined. One time I purposely left in a hurry and didn’t carry the packed lunch, she sent one of my drivers with my lunch to my office. I couldn't help but laugh. Carissa is so stubborn and I just love riling her up before letting her have her way. Drink in hand, I take the elevator down to the ground floor. I open the double doors leading to the backyard and step out. The cold chilly air hits me immediately. I walk straight to the garden and stand by the bank, overlooking the small lake. It's 3am in the morning and I can't sleep. I usually come d