The loving game

The loving game

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A billionaire without family or friends is in a wreck and develops temporary amnesia from the injuries. Without any identification, he falls in love with you, the nurse who nurses him back to health. As his memory slowly returns, he realizes that friendship and love have been missing from his life, and he has found both in you.

Chapter 1 PROLOGUE

John Johnson had it all - money, power, fame, and success. As one of the world's leading billionaires, he had lived an extraordinary life filled with luxury and privilege.

Yet, despite having all of this, John felt completely empty. His entire life had been devoted to amassing wealth and power, but without family or friends to share it with, it felt meaningless. He often found himself wishing and dreaming for someone to love, someone who could truly understand his complex and reclusive lifestyle.

One day, while en route to one of his business meetings, John's car crashed, leaving him in a coma with no identification or memory. He was brought to the hospital and was cared for by an amazing nurse, you.

At first, John didn't remember who he was or even his own name. But as you nursed him back to health, he became comfortable with you. With no friends or family around, you were the only one he could turn to.

As his memory slowly began to come back, John realized that you are exactly who he had been dreaming of all his life. He found himself wanting to share his successes and failures with you. He wanted to laugh and talk with you, and he even found himself falling in love.

Despite knowing that with his memory returning, there may be little room for such attachments, John decided to take a risk. He told you the truth about his past life and what it was like to be a billionaire before the accident.

You were understanding, and you too shared with John some of your own life story. You both soon found that you shared the same desires and dreams. It was clear to you both that friendship and love had been missing from John's life, and he had found both in you.

It was in that moment, John truly found joy in his life, and he knew that he'd never let it go. You became the love of his life, and for the first time, even the lonely reclusive billionaire felt like he belonged.

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