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

Dear Diary,It is September 19th, 2019. The night when I make more money and meet new people. The night that will never be forgotten. The night that will bring me great things and the night I will make a name for myself. ...Emmaline Facer pulled her hair back as she dropped the pen in the center of her diary and shut it. It was the night she had been anticipating for days. Her college graduation night. She looked at the mirror and adjusted her lipstick.A short, long-sleeved black dress was revealed when she opened her closet. Black is her favorite color, and she believes that it makes people look strong. She put on the dress and grabbed her black heels to finish her look. A smile appeared on her face as she returned to the mirror.Emma was the kind of person who cherished money. Her mother always says, "Money always makes you a better person." When her father passed away when she was seven, she understood that he would have survived the accident and undergone surgery if they had tha

Ezra felt strange when his hand landed on the other side of the bed and Emma wasn't by his side. He opened both eyes and turned to look at the other side, but she wasn't there. As he sat straight, he sighed. His head swung from side to side as he looked for her. “Where did she go?” He stood up from his bed and reached down to pick up his pants that were on the floor.He called out after taking a breath. “Emma.” He called once more. "Emma," but no one responded. Ezra retrieved his phone and looked at the time. "It's eight already. Father will be furious.” Wearing his pants, he entered the restroom to brush his teeth.Ezra's only thought was that Emma had left for a short while and would return shortly. As Ezra came out of the bathroom and walked to his bed to grab his shirt, he tripped over something and almost fell.However, he caught himself and turned to see what he had stepped on. He was shocked to find his wallet on the ground. He bent down to pick it up and examine it. “Do I have

Looking up at the ceiling, Ezra was catching a basketball that he had thrown into the air. The strange girl he met the day before yesterday was all he could think about. As he continued to consider Scott's words, he sighed several times. The ball was dropped on his bed as he sat up. Last night, Ezra barely slept at all. Before going to sleep, he had thoughts of Emma, and when he woke up, he had similar thoughts. Just as Scott had advised, he could not involve the police. He tried to do it, but he just couldn't. His thoughts kept returning to her smile—her damn smile. When someone knocked on his door, Ezra responded, "You can come in now." His mother was standing there when the door opened, holding a plate in her hand. She entered and walked over to his bed. "Today is Sunday, but you don't even bother getting ready for church." Josie Queen was a devout woman who wished her husband and children would respect God as much as she does. She placed the plate on the table and gave Ezra a qu

Ezra looked at the collection of ties in his drawer as he buttoned his sleeves with his cuffs. After circling the ties with his finger, he stopped when it landed on a black tie. He hated ties, but he had to wear them because he was the CEO. It gave him a dignified appearance when he entered the company and gave the impression that he was a cold man. At work, Ezra doesn't smile. The only person to whom he ever cracks jokes is his sister Winter. Three years had passed, but every time he thought back on it, he would recall that girl, though he wasn't sure if he would even be able to identify her if he saw her again. The previous two years, he searched for her. Posted her pictures about. Asked the police for assistance, but when they failed to locate Emma, he gave up. He locked his good side up and has been following Scott's advice ever since. "You won't get hurt if you don't fall in love." Scott had said. Every time Ezra went to the club, he turned into a cold-hearted man who even a

Now that he could see her face, a frown spread across his face. “You!” He looked down at where her hand was resting after his eyes left Emma. On his man hood, to be exact. Emma followed his eyes and pondered his silence other than that one word. When she realized where her hand was placed, she let out a loud gasp. “Oh, my goodness.” He immediately let go of her, letting her hit the ground on her bottom. At him, Emma raised her head. “Ouch.” Ezra went back to his seat right away. “I'm so sorry about that.” He said. Loudly inhaling and exhaling, Emma stood up and dusted her bottom. She glanced at him once more, but he was looking at something on his desk rather than her. He doesn’t recognize me? She questioned as she continued to glare at him. Her heart continued to beat rapidly. She only wished to depart from his immediate vicinity. As he turned to face her, Ezra let out a sigh. “Maybe. We should talk?” About? Emma was curious. Did he know who she was? Was that his reasoning f