All Chapters of Billionaire Bad Boy, Broken Underneath : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ezra's POV I groan as I tussle and turn in bed. This has to be one of those days. I don't even have the energy for this. I need to be at the office. There's a lot to do and this would only hinder me. I drag myself out of bed and manage to shower and get dressed. I plan to skip breakfast but knowing Carissa, she won't let me off easily so I stroll towards the breakfast nook to see her already setting the table. I take a seat and mumble a reply to her greeting.“You don't look okay, Ezra. Did you sleep well?” she asks.“Not really, but I'll be fine. I need to be at the office in a few” I say as I begin eating. I only manage a few spoons when the pain intensifies. The spoon is halfway to my mouth when I drop it and let out a deep groan. Carissa is beside me in seconds.“Ezra, are you okay? What's happening? Is it the food?” she asks and I only groan further. Some days I have it better. Other days, it's really bad but this is nothing like I've felt before. I've battled stomach ulcers si

Ezra's POV There's a pile of work to do at the office and I'm glad to be back. After taking a few days to rest as per Carissa's insistence, I finally return to work. Jason and Denise helped out in some way but there's still a ton of work to be done and I dive straight into it. Denise brings in my morning coffee and briefs me on what I missed before returning back to her office. My phone rings but I ignore it. I hate being distracted when I'm working. The call comes in again and I turn it off without looking.I check the time to see it's almost 4pm. I have been sitting behind my desk for over 7 hours. I even forgot to have lunch. Carissa had some packed for me. I don't want to eat. I don't feel like eating. I hate that I have to eat. But I don't want to throw it away either. She put effort into making this meal and it's only unfair that I waste it. I take it out and place it on the coffee table at the lounge area in my office. I take my first bite and I can't help but wonder how her f

Ezra's POV Carissa has been working in my house for over a month now and I just can't hide my feelings anymore. It grows by the day. I can't ignore it even if I wanted to. On one hand, I feel she's worth laying down everything for, and on the other hand, I can't help but wonder if my feelings are valid. A part of me still thinks it's because I haven't had her in my bed yet. That part still insists that these feelings would go away or maybe lessen when I finally have her. I still don't like the idea of having my freedom taken away and being committed to just one woman. My body craves sex. Lots of it. And I can't deny the fact that it helps to push the ugly memories I have to the back of my mind. It reassures me of who I am. It may sound weird to some people but I need the constant validation due to the ugly incidents that took place at Randall's house. Sex, alcohol and work are the three things that keep me going. I drown myself in them and they help me stay afloat. The funny thing a

Carissa's POV I stare at the shattered glass on the marble floor for a minute before going to grab a brush and dustpan to clean it up. My boss is so annoying and I almost hate him at this point. He clearly overreacted over a broken glass cup. I get that I turned down his preposterous offer and it might have hurt him because he hadn't spoken a word to me since that day until this morning. But he was flat out rude. I was holding it all in, trying not to flare up so it doesn't cost me my job. I still need this job. I clean up the area and head upstairs. I'm really upset with Ezra. He literally called me dumb in so many words. I can't even think about it because it gets me so angry. Calling me dumb over what was clearly a mistake? Ezra is just something else and I just wish I could give him a piece of my mind right now but that would definitely cost me my job. I swallow my pride and call the one person who can talk me out of this mood.“She finally remembers she has a bestfriend” Rachae

Carissa's POV Ezra has Jason over for work. They've been in the study for a while now. I arrange two cups of freshly squeezed juice for them. As much as I find my boss very annoying, I must say, his dedication to his work is somewhat admirable. I don't think I've met anyone who works as hard as he does. I’ve caught him a couple of times in the wee hours, working in his study. Sometimes it's a bit much and I don't know why but I worry for his health. If there's one person who doesn't prioritize their health, it's Ezra. With the way he works, I do wonder when he finds the time to entertain all the women that flock around him. Speaking of which, it's been a while he had one over. Well, he could be meeting them in hotels or wherever for all I know. Ezra seems like the kind of person that cannot go a day without sex and I wonder if he never gets tired. It's bad enough that he's so handsome and wealthy so ladies are always drawn to him. I mean, he speaks their language so he can have as m