Battling the Billionaire Demon

ng back up like an old, unwelcome acquaintance. He could feel his hands grow clammy, despite the cool breeze of the car's air conditioning brushing against

d with shock. Her belongings were scattered across the pavement, some items spilling from an op

is steps hurried yet careful. His usually sharp posture was overshadowed by an apologeti

ight? I'm sorry... so sorry," he said, his voice heavy with guilt. He knew words c

d as her wide eyes darted between Aiden and the car. Sh

from the ground. One of the bags felt damp against his hand, its contents s

soft and unsteady. "Emm...!don't worry. I've got this. It's fine." She re

eeting touch, but it sent an inexplicable chill through both of them. Aide

closer look at Aiden. Her head tilted slightly, her expres

voice tinged with curios

he responded, startled b

re searching her memory for a name.

her off, his voice tinged with

on. "Ohhh... yeah... yeah! Tha

er why she seemed so familiar. "Oh. Alright..." he muttered, still slightly off balance. Then, as

a brow, intr

is tone uncertain as her familiarity with his

r tone confident yet revealing a deep

d. He studied her closely, the strange sense of recogni

her gaze steady. "That's

sn't the residual panic from the near accident. Something about

ological center?" Bianca

ows furrowed slightly. He couldn't shake the nagging question in

on. "Oh, thank God. I'm Miss Bianca, and I'm the psychologist assign

ggling to catch up with her words. "Th

he had no official assignment to his case-she had stolen his file out of sheer curiosity and desperation. If this conversation veer

ve been assigned to handle your case. I even have your file with me." She reached into

iably his-he remembered seeing it during his previous visit for checkups. The si

a pause, nodding slightly. "Hop

I like to work with my clients outside the confines of the firm. I've always believed that people open up better when they do

on her further. She knew how fragile this situation was. If he doubted he

on. To her immense relief, he nodded again. "Alright, tha

al earlier," he said, glancing at the bags she had been carrying when he almos

. But a small smile tugged at her lips. Despite her initial nervousness, she was relieved at how well their interaction

eplied, her voic

a moment, glancing at the sleek vehicle. She had half-expected him to open the door for her, but when he didn

something intriguing about him-a mix of vulnerability and quiet strength that piqued