Billionaire's Cure For Love

"What do you want? Where am I? Let me go!" Diana Anderson shouted. With a black sack draped over her head, she could not see anything, though she could hear some rapid footsteps coming towards her. Seized by two muscular arms, Diana was carried into a room.

"Boss, he's here," a man said. Judging from his voice, Diana could tell he was quite a young man. Though before she had time to think further, she was thrown roughly to the floor.

Fortunately, the floor was covered with a thick wool carpet, so Diana didn't feel much pain. She struggled and managed to get the sack off her head. Her eyes squinted at the bright light, but she could still see the man in front of her.

It seemed that she was in a well-decorated room. A young man was sitting on the sofa before her. The man was casually dressed in a white shirt with the collar fastened and a pair of dull gray trousers; he looked no more than 25 years old. His upturned eyes were incredibly bright and sharp. Diana was amazed by his gorgeous face.

"So, you're the one I'm looking for?" he uttered with a deep and sexy voice. He stood up slowly and stopped before Diana. Seeing that Diana was sitting on the floor, not moving, he ran out of patience and unfastened his belt. "Let's do it."

How would you feel if a totally unfamiliar man, who also happened to be the most handsome man you had ever met, stood right in front of you and took off his trousers?

Without expression, the man ordered: "Look at me!"

"Oh, my God!" Diana screamed and firmly covered her eyes. Jesus! I'm going to go blind!

What was going on?Was she being kidnapped by a wicked gang? Despite her fear, Diana had noticed that the man's abdominal muscles were undeniably perfect.

Thinking of his beautiful body, she opened her eyes again. But now, the man was leaning towards her, holding his thick manhood right in front of Diana's face!

"Oh, my gosh! Are you crazy?!" Diana screamed again.

"Be quiet! You're so noisy. Look at it carefully!" the man said, whilst bending over to grab Diana's short hair.

"What the fuck! I'm not going to look at your manhood! You are disgusting!" Diana shouted and struggled to get off the man.

"Fuck! Being a doctor who specializes in men's sexual health, what else do you want to look at?" the man shouted.

Hearing this, Diana stopped screaming and asked confusedly: "What do you mean?"

The man gazed down at her, with confusion and annoyance in his eyes.

"Aren't you, Daniel Anderson, the best men's health doctor in Florida?"

The man put on his trousers and calmed down. He turned around, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and asked again: "Aren't you Daniel Anderson?"

"Yes, I am!" Diana answered. Finally, she understood what was happening. He had mistaken her for her twin brother, Daniel Anderson!

It had all started half an hour before...

Diana had had no classes that morning, so her brother Daniel sent her a message to ask her to look after his clinic. Actually, his clinic couldn't really be called a clinic. After all, it was just a small house set in a lane with a hand-written sign hanging on the door.

On Monday morning, very few people usually visited the clinic. As Diana was dozing off on the counter, a group of people suddenly broke in.

The man coming in first was a handsome mixed-race man whose brown curls were tied up behind his head. Seeing his face, Diana was totally dumbstruck.

However, this handsome man didn't say anything to Diana. Instead, he waved his hand to order several strong men behind him to grab Diana. And that is how Diana had come to be in her current situation, looking at this gorgeous, attention-seeking man, showing her his manhood.

Diana came from a family of traditional Chinese physicians. Her older brother specialized in men's health and was known as a professor in curing unmentionable health problems like infertility, premature ejaculation, and impotence.

As Daniel's twin sister, she looked exactly the same as her older brother, though Daniel was taller than her. It was possible that this man's staff had kidnapped her by mistake, having only seen her brother's photo.

Thinking of her brother's career, Diana felt sorry for this man. "Alas," Diana sighed. This tall, handsome, muscular man was impotent.

He seemed to know what Diana was thinking, and he said with a cold voice:

"If you heal me, the money is yours." And then he threw a suitcase towards Diana.

The suitcase was not locked and opened on the floor, cash spilling out everywhere. Diana was amazed by what she saw.

Shocked by the tremendous amount of money, she was unable to speak. After a while, she uttered: "Is all this money for me?"

"Heal me, the money is yours. If you cannot heal me or let anyone else know about it..." the man didn't finish what he was saying, and instead smiled lightly. But his eyes were as cold as sharp knives, and she could tell that if she failed, he would kill her!

Realizing his threats, Diana could not help shaking. Although she knew nothing about this man, she could tell that this was not a joke.

If she told him that she was not her twin brother, Daniel, would he let her go?

"Do you agree?" the man said and lifted his chin. It appeared that he was negotiating with Diana, but there was no sense of compromise in his fierce eyes, only menace.

"If you agree with what I have said, begin your job right now."

"Aright, alright," Diana answered with a quivering voice. She was extremely frightened and on the verge of tears, but one glance at the cash on the floor, and she just couldn't say no.

How about pretending to be her brother this time and then going home to tell her brother to cure him next time? Wondering how to get out of this trouble, Diana tried to imitate her brother and said: "If you want to be cured, you must first tell me what is wrong with you."

The man fell into silence. His face conveyed a sense of great embarrassment and frustration, and then he slowly said: "Impotence."

Diana almost burst out laughing. But once she met with the man's sharp eyes, she pinched her thigh and tried to act as a professional doctor. She asked: "What happened?"

"I was shot," the man answered.

"I cannot cure you if you were shot in your manhood! Goodbye!" Diana turned around and walked toward the door. Are you kidding me? His manhood had been shot! The only way to cure it is by killing him and making him reborn again.

Boom! Hearing the sound of a gun, Diana was shocked and stood still, looking straight at the smoking bullet hole on the door handle.

A real gun?

She turned back slowly and looked at the man who was holding a silver-gray pistol and blowing at it. He said: "Move again, and I will not miss the target."

Diana knelt down and cried: "I will cure you. Brian, though your manhood was blown off, I will still cure you. Please do not kill me!"

"What the hell are you talking about? I wasn't shot in my manhood," he shouted.

The man was Brian William, first heir to his family fortune. Although he had been in elite education since a child and had always been taught to conceal his real emotions, Brian couldn't help cursing as he spoke with this young physician.

He put his hand to his forehead and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Brian couldn't hurt this doctor. After all, he was the last doctor specializing in men's health that Brian hadn't visited.

Ken had promised him that although Daniel Anderson was young, he was born in a family of traditional Chinese physicians who all specialized in men's health. Ken listed numerous examples of how Daniel had helped his patients to recover from impotence. It was said that his clinic was full of thank you presents from his past patients.

If Daniel had not been praised for his talent, why would Brian have ordered his men to kidnap such a young doctor?

"I don't care where you got shot! Just don't kill me, please!" Diana shouted and covered her head. She was hoping that if she pleaded with him, he might let her live.

Diana was only 21 years old and had always been well behaved. The most thrilling thing she had ever encountered was a policeman arresting a thief on a bus. And now this man was shooting a gun in front of her!

"Shut up! Or I will shoot you." Brian said with a cold voice. His patience was fast running out.

Diana immediately closed her mouth and looked at him with teary eyes.

Brian could tell that this doctor was a coward and said: "I was shot in my lower abdomen."

"Then why can't you get erect? Did somewhere else also get hurt? Or perhaps the problem is in your head?" Diana questioned. As a medical student, she was curious about his condition.

Hearing what she said, Brian thought that maybe this doctor was capable of healing him. He replied: "Those doctors and psychologists I visited before all told me that they couldn't find the cause and persuaded me to turn to traditional Chinese physicians. Tell me, can you heal me?"

"Of course, I can!" Diana answered without hesitation. In reality, she was very nervous, sweating, and shivering.

Brian was holding a pistol! How dare she say no?

"What is your treatment plan?" Brian squinted his eyes and gazed at Diana.

Clearing her throat, Diana used her brother's usual tone and said: "I have to feel your pulse first."

Hearing that, Brian reached out his hand, rolled up his white shirtsleeve, and put his strong, tanned wrist before Diana.

Diana placed two fingers on his wrist and began to feel his pulse. She pretended to ponder his symptoms, with slight head shaking and sighing.

Brian gazed at her and asked: "You should have used a cushion, shouldn't you?"

"Uh...I was brought by your people in a rush, so I wasn't well-prepared. Moreover, feeling the pulse without a cushion is my family's expertise," Diana replied immediately in a professional tone.

Standing quietly, Brian clapped his hands, and the door opened at once. The young, mixed-race man came in. "Boss, what can I do for you?"

"Our traditional Chinese physician forgot to bring his equipment," Brian replied.

"We have prepared that," the young man said with a large, eye-catching smile.

A traditional Chinese medical kit was put on the table.

Diana stared at it. In the kit were various medical instruments, a cushion, a lancet, and so on. Although she knew what these instruments were, she had no idea how to use them.

In order to convince Brian that she was a traditional Chinese physician, Diana picked up a set of needles used for acupuncture.

"Well, let's begin with acupuncture," Diana said, touching her nose. She considered that acupuncture was the least harmful treatment she could offer that would still look professional. The man was strong and muscular; maybe acupuncture treatment wouldn't hurt him.

Diana went to wash her hands and paid no attention to the sound behind her. When she turned back, she was so shocked that she almost threw the needle away. "God! Why are you taking off your pants?" she shouted.

Brian was undoing his zipper. With his well-made suit trousers half off, his tanned abdominal muscles and the lurking V line came out clearly.

"Are you an exhibitionist?" Diana said. She immediately put up her hands to cover her eyes and squinted at his eight-pack through her fingers. His abdominal muscles were the perfect type that all women dream of touching. There was a scar on his stomach that looked like it had been made by a bullet.

"Aren't you going to insert your needle here?" Brian asked, pointing at his manhood. He had been visiting physicians specializing in men's health, and all those doctors had ordered him to remove his trousers first. So, he had simply started taking off his trousers automatically before the doctor.

"You can still wear your underwear," Diana answered shyly. She honestly had no idea where the needle should be inserted. Since he was wounded in his abdomen, how about inserting it there?

Brian despised Diana's reaction. He took off his trousers and sat on the sofa with his underwear on, waiting for Diana's acupuncture treatment. He uttered: "You are so girlish. You have been a physician specializing in men's health for years, haven't you seen any of your patients taking off their trousers?"

"I am frightened that some ugly thing might make me go blind," Diana thought. Squinting her eyes, she walked toward Brian with a needle in her hand. Diana turned her head away and held the needle on Brian's abdomen to find the right place to insert.

Seeing her behavior, Brian was suspicious and asked: "How can you find the right place if you aren't even looking?"

"Acupuncture is my area of expertise. You know nothing about it." Diana replied. She waved her hand randomly and inserted the needle.

"Ow..." Brian moaned. He didn't know in which acupuncture point it was inserted. He started to feel rather numb and limp.

"Do you feel the pain? Pain is a good sign. It shows that you are suffering from blood stasis. I will cure you," Diana just made up this symptom. She took out the needle and then inserted it into him again.

"Hey!" Brian yelled. The shiny silver needle was headed for his manhood. How could a man bear that? Brian jumped and sat up on the sofa. He grasped Diana's wrist firmly.

"What are you doing?" Diana shrieked. As Brian pulled at her arm, she couldn't keep her feet and fell on Brian.

To avoid whole-body contact, Diana reached out her hands to support herself on Brian's body. But she forgot she was squatting beside his legs, and her hands were pressing down around Brian's groin!

What was that soft thing under her hand? It seemed alive and swelled to a hot and tough thing under her hand at once.

Both Diana and Brian fell into an awkward silence.

As they both watched, Brian's black underwear lifted like a small tent. That thing was becoming erect!

There was a deadly silence.

Diana swallowed her saliva and dared not make any reaction. She took back her hands and managed to smile at Brian: "Congratulations! You're erect..."

Brian was motionless. He was shocked.

Brian William, in his life, had had uncountable girlfriends and sex partners. It was unfortunate to be shot in an ambush and become impotent, but it was unbearable that he would get hard because of a man. And that man was the same physician who had cured his unmentionable disease.

Had he become gay? Or was his manhood malfunctioning after the treatment?

Brian could not accept the fact that he got hard before the young doctor.

Instead, he started getting angry and yelling. He roared: "Daniel Anderson, I'm going to chop off your hands!"

"Boss, what's wrong?" Ken asked as he opened the door. He stood at the door, gazing intently at Diana.

"Who said you could come in? Fuck off!" Brian yelled angrily. He didn't even care that the man he was yelling at was one of the best employees.

Ken closed the door immediately. Boss was furious. What a shame that he was impotent! But it seemed that the boss wasn't wearing his pants. What was going on?

Like a furious lion, Brian sat on the sofa and breathed out heavily, looking in surprise as his erection subsided. He still could not take the fact that he got hard because a man touched him.

Diana crouched beside him. She looked at the pistol that Brian had thrown beside him and was frightened by Brian's anger. What if he shot her? Shivering, she slowly said: "OK... try and calm down, please. You see, you are erect! Your disease is curable. Understand?"

To save herself, Diana tried to calm Brian down.

"What?" Brian uttered. Although he was shocked by what had happened, the fact that he had gotten hard was undeniable. At least it showed that his manhood was still functioning. Hearing what Diana said, he slowly calmed down.

"It means that your impotence comes from your own psychology! Maybe your erection just needs a certain stimulus. So, no matter whether you are touched by me or someone else, you can still get hard..."

Diana stopped talking when Brian aimed the pistol at her. Brian's face had a dreadful look, and he said: "Do you think I am out of my mind?"

"Ha, ha... no, I don't think so. Either way, you have been cured by my acupuncture. Can I go home?" Diana replied. She was soaked with sweat.

"How can I make sure that I am really healed? What if I cannot get hard next time?" Brian said with a cold voice.

Overwhelmed by frustration, Diana pursed her lips and murmured: "What do you want?"

She shouldn't have been greedy for the money. Now, she was going to die for it.

Brian glanced at Diana. "You will stay here and cure me until I am healed," he said slowly.

This young physician indeed had a more delicate and beautiful face than ordinary men. He had pink-white skin and red lips. When his face had that sorrowful expression, Brian really wanted to pinch his face.

Brian was shocked by his own thoughts. His manhood, which had only just calmed down, was now getting hard again. Fuck! Brian couldn't help cursing. He yelled at Diana: "Get out! Now!"

Diana had been waiting desperately for him to let her go. Hearing that, she immediately ran out of the room.

Seeing Diana, Brian put his hands to his forehead in frustration.

Brian, have you been impotent for such a long time that you would even get hard before a man?

Knowing nothing about what Brian was thinking, Diana ran out of the horrible room. But once she got out, Ken quickly grabbed her.

Ken had a handsome face. When he smiled, he looked even more eye-catching. However, what he said disappointed Diana: "Have you cured my boss?"

Running away from Brian's threats, Diana was delighted. Looking at Ken's young face, she couldn't help making a joke with him: "What will you do if I have cured him? And what will you do if I have not?"

Ken's smile grew wider, and Diana could see his two cute canine teeth.

"If you have cured my boss, the money is yours. If not, I'll break your legs."

Like a boss, like staff, both of them had a hot temper. Diana quickly reassured him: "Your boss's symptoms has been partially relieved. I am going to prescribe some medicine for him."

Brian was not just partially relieved from his symptoms. Actually, he had already got hard! Diana kept this thought to herself.

"What medicine do you need? I'll order someone to prepare it for you." Ken said. He was not going to let Diana escape.

Diana's plan failed. She had thought about using 'preparing medicine' as an excuse to run away. She sighed quietly. After contemplating for a while, based on her limited knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, Diana prescribed some medicine that was considered beneficial to general health.

Brian was a strong and muscular man. These medicines would not kill him. Thinking of this, Diana smiled cunningly and added a bitter herb to the medicine list.

Brian's staff worked efficiently. In no time at all, a man brought back the medicine that Diana had asked for.

Diana squatted in the kitchen and boiled the herbs. She didn't know the proper temperature for each one, so she just boiled them all together.

Ken watched her for a while. Viewing her as a coward and thinking she would not make any trouble, he picked up his phone and walked out.

Hearing his footsteps fade away, Diana dropped the herbs at once and tiptoed out of the kitchen. The bodyguards were in the front yard. No one was watching her.

Diana walked around the yard and picked up a chair that was lying nearby and placed it next to a tree. She used to climb trees when she was a little girl. She struggled but eventually managed to climb up the tree and over the wall.

The wall of Brian's house was so tall that Diana fell down from it on the other side. Rubbing her painful back, she hobbled slowly back home.

It was already evening when she reached her house. The sun was slowly setting as Diana arrived at her house. On its wooden door, two copper-made knockers hung. Besides the door, a sign hung there which read: "Specialist in Infertility, Expert in Men's Health, Saviour of Impotent Men". The writing style of the sign was similar to that of most common cheap advertisements.

Diana pushed open the door and walked in. The pleasant scent of herbs flowed through the air.

Flowers and herbs grew in the yard, and beside them were several racks on which different herbs were dried. In front of the yard was the main room in which Daniel diagnosed his patients.

"Daniel!" Diana shouted. She was eager to talk to her brother about what she had suffered.

"Be quiet," the voice of a young man came from the room. A man walked out.

If someone unfamiliar with the two had seen them, he would have screamed. Daniel Anderson and Diana Anderson looked exactly the same! When they stood together, few people could tell which was Daniel and which was Diana. The only differences between them were their height and that Daniel had a small mole under his eye. They also differed greatly in character; Daniel was always calm and straight-faced, whereas Diana was much more open and emotional.

Wearing a clean linen shirt and light brown trousers, Daniel looked nice and gentle. However, this handsome young man was holding an old cup and acted as a senior citizen. What a waste of his handsome face! He asked: "Diana, did you get in a fight with somebody?"

Scanning Diana from her head to toe, Daniel complained: "I asked you to do me a favor and watch the clinic, and you ran away! What's more, you then messed up all the herbs I dried in the yard. Why can you never behave?"

Diana fell into silence. She had been bullied by that strange man at his house and now told off by her twin brother. It had not been a good day!

Rolling her eyes, Diana decided not to tell Daniel what had happened. She simply hobbled up to her room and sulked.