The Billionaire And His One Night Stand

Los Angeles, Mia

As I entered Sebastian’s hospital room, my entire being was trembling. The weight of the shocking revelation from my mother had left me pale and shaken, and I knew I couldn’t keep this truth from the man I loved. Sebastian, who had been in the hospital bed, glanced at me with concern etched across his face. His voice, gentle and filled with worry, broke through my turmoil. “Mia, what happened? Are you alright?”

My throat felt dry, my words caught in a whirlwind of emotions. I struggled to form a coherent response, the enormity of the revelation threatening to consume me. “It’s… it’s my father,” I finally managed to stammer, my voice trembling with the weight of the truth I had to share. “My father is behind your accident.”

Sebastian’s eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, silence hung heavy in the room. I could see the turmoil in his expression, the realization of what I had just disclosed sinking in. The man I loved had been the victim of a sinister act, orchestrated by someone who was supposed to be my family.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He finally broke the silence, his voice a mix of disbelief and concern. “Your father?” he uttered, his brows furrowing as he struggled to grasp the gravity of the revelation. “How… how do you know this, Mia?”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I spoke, the weight of the truth crushing me. “My mother told me,” I confessed. “She’s been living in fear of my father for years, and she heard him talking about it. He’s in Los Angeles, and she’s afraid for your safety, for mine.”

Sebastian, his own emotions roiling, reached out to take my trembling hand, providing a reassuring anchor in the midst of this storm. “Mia, I can’t imagine how difficult this is for you,” he said, his voice filled with understanding. “But we need to act on this information, for your mother’s sake, for our sake.”

My heart ached as I nodded in agreement, determined to take action and protect Sebastian, my mother, and myself. “I know, Sebastian,” I said, my voice steadying as I focused on the task at hand. “We need to ensure your safety and uncover the truth about what happened.”

Sebastian’s face was etched with determination as he responded, “First, we need to let the authorities know about this. They can investigate and ensure that your father is held accountable for his actions.”

His words offered a glimmer of hope amid the chaos of this revelation. We could involve the proper authorities and bring my father to justice, ensuring that he faced the consequences of his sinister act.

With my mind set on a plan of action, I continued, “I’ll call the authorities and Patrick and share everything my mother told me. They can launch an investigation, and we can cooperate fully to provide any information they need.”

Sebastian squeezed my hand in appreciation, his trust unwavering.

The hospital room was soon filled with a sense of urgency as Patrick and the authorities arrived. My hands trembled as I recounted every detail my mother had shared with me about my father’s involvement in Sebastian’s accident. The gravity of the situation weighed on me, but I knew that taking swift action was crucial.

As I sat on the hospital couch, sipping on a glass of water to calm my nerves, Sebastian remained steadfastly by my side. His strong presence and the reassuring touch of his arms around me provided a lifeline in the midst of the storm. He whispered comforting words as the authorities launched their investigation and launched a search party to locate my father.

“It’s going to be alright,” Sebastian murmured, his voice a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. “We’re taking the necessary steps to ensure your safety and bring your father to justice.”

I nodded, the emotions swirling within me, from fear and anxiety to determination and hope. “Thank you, Sebastian,” I whispered, my gratitude and love for him overwhelming.

With the authorities departing on their mission to locate my father, we were left in the hospital room, a sense of both relief and tension in the air. The uncertainty of my father’s whereabouts hung over us, a reminder of the danger that still loomed.

In an effort to escape the overwhelming thoughts, we decided to watch a movie together. We curled up on the hospital bed, our bodies intertwined, and allowed the movie to transport us to a different world, if only for a brief respite.

The distraction of the movie allowed us to temporarily put aside the anxieties that had dominated our thoughts. As we laughed at the film’s humor and found solace in each other’s presence, a sense of unity and love permeated the room.

During the movie, my mind was preoccupied with silent prayers, hoping that the search party would quickly locate my father and bring an end to the threat that had plagued us. I yearned for the safety and peace that had been so elusive in recent times.

As the credits rolled and the movie came to an end, we remained wrapped in each other’s arms, the tension in the room gradually dissipating. Sebastian’s unwavering support and the actions taken by Patrick and the authorities offered a glimmer of hope, a belief that we were on the path to justice and resolution.

Sebastian pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead, his voice filled with a reassurance that resonated deep within me. “We’ll get through this, Mia. Together.”

Just as we were basking in a rare moment of tranquility, my phone rang, and the name “Patrick” flashed on the screen. My heart leaped with anticipation as I answered the call, clutching the phone tightly in my hand.

Breathless and anxious, I waited for Patrick’s words, the tension in the room palpable. Then, a sense of relief washed over me as Patrick’s voice came through the phone, laden with a profound reassurance.

“Your father got caught,” he announced, his words carrying the weight of a burdensome secret finally unveiled. “You are all safe now.”