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Benedict watched the document disappear strip by strip into the shredder. The woman described in the sterile bullet points was the antithesis of Lana, whose delicate beauty masked a viper's soul.
When he had first met Lana, she had ticked all the boxes for him, and it was no wonder she did. Everything he knew of her was a lie. Lana had simply studied him like he was a subject to be mastered, and Lana's equivalent to a diploma was his ring on her finger.
Even though five years had already passed, bitterness and rage still burned inside Benedict whenever he found himself recalling how expertly Lana had maneuvered him into marrying herwithout a prenup. Since then, she had taken pleasure in making his life a livil hell. But for the sake of the thousands he had in his employ, not once had Benedict even considered divorcing her.
She was his lifelong curse.
Or so Benedict had thought.
Until now.
The limousine glided to a stop at the hospital's private entrance, and Milton could only watch in silent awe as his boss handled the intrusive presence of the paparazzi with cold-blooded ease.
Standing six-foot-five and with a powerful frame sculpted by years of professional-level training in martial arts, Benedict Young was a terrifying force of nature that commanded instant silence from the crowd. Milton could see the desperate questions dying on reporters' lips, and all they could do was frantically snap photos as the billionaire strode by.
Inside the hospital, his boss continued to command attention and cause chaos, but this time of a different kind. A nurse almost walked into a locked supply closet, having lost herself in the cerulean gaze of his boss (which Milton himself admittedwasrather magnetic). A woman at the coffee machine jumped at the sight of the billionaire, and Milton could only wince as he watched coffee spill on her nerveless fingers. (How long would it take for her to realize she had burned herself?)
Same old, same old, Milton thought with a mental shake of his head. How long would it take for women to realize that Benedict Young would never fall for such tricks?
Oblivious to the disruption his mere presence had caused, Benedict's attention was fixed solely on his destination. It wasthe largest and most expensive suite in the hospital, and listed on the digital screen next to the door was the name of the attending physician and the patient.
Dr. Kelvin Cheng
Lana Young
Benedict entered the hospital room and claimed the chair beside the bed. Hours passed before the woman stirred. He remained motionless, watching as confusion flickered across what little he could see of her face between the bandages. It took her several long moments to realize she wasnotalone, and despite her mummified appearance, her shock was palpable when her gaze finally met his.
Let the games begin.
The End