THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE CEO DOCTOR HATED NURSE

erating across the hospital. The doors slammed open as a team of paramedics pushed in a young man, blood soaking his sh

is normal cool composure remained, he moved with quiet efficiency. However, today h

ing the young man's vitals, he was at his side, fingers surprisingly gently moving. Though his eyes were keen, ther

issa had not anticipated from him. She had viewed Alex as a cold-hearted businessman who commanded respect and dread, a CEO

work had a certain intensity, focus, and even protective quality to it. It w

erhaps, Alex, there is more to you than I bel

having been lengthy. Knowing it was Alex, she hardly looked up but something caused her to stop. The soft rustle

alked towards the door. As he treated a colleague's injury, his normally firm hands were somewhat shaki

d, heartless guy who ruled everyone around him. Th

l, her voice was a query

ack to hers. "It's nothing," he said fast, his

te caring for his colleague's hurt, she mov

ispered softly, her gaze probing his.

ost immediately. His voice low and his eyes hardening onc

etween them. Had she been seeing this all along? A man too proud

sa kept watching him. The short flash of vulnerability. His treatment of the

rn thin, he seemed to be lost in thought. Though his posture was stiff, his glance showed distance and isolation Melissa had not pre

m like this. It was as though she had seen a new side of him,

s it was the dread of witnessing more than she was prepared for. Perhaps it was

n of thought. He narrowed his eyes a little. "You have been watc

words. She was at a loss for words.

assed her: "You'll never grasp the demons I'm ba

chest. What did he imply by that? What w

ide this chamber before, its door always shut, but tonight it stood ajar. The desk lamp's gentle flicker of light barely lit

smiling, the sweetness of the moment contrasting dramatically with the man she knew. It was something lot more personal, not the cold, calculating

s CEO but as someone who had once felt joy. She wanted to question him about it, to know what had bec

this for years, haven't you?" The words slipped out of her mouth befo

he door behind her cracked open. Alex's presence fille

threat was apparent. "You do

im once again. Purposeful steps brought him closer to her in seconds, and the warmth

't all ice but who had loved and been loved. Every day, though, the ice came back, harder and colder than before. The barriers taller than

once revealed her the least hint of vulnerability was now a ghost covered in layers of rage and control. His pre

understood him, every time she told herself she could never feel sorry for him, she fo

stant, he was on the phone and there was a tension in it that she couldn't exactly identify. It made

ut before she understood she was talki

had a talent for muddling everything: her rage, her annoyance, and even her increasing interest in him. E

game I can win?", the question lingering in the air. The war within he