Devil CEO: Giving My Whole Heart To You

"Have you even done this before?" A cold voice came from above, causing Wendy Lin's body to tremble.

She had never found herself in this situation, and she didn't know how to react.

All she wanted was to go to the bathroom. She opened the door to a stall, but before she could get in, a man pushed her in and he got in as well.

'Where the hell did this man come from?' she thought.

The smell of disinfectant was soon replaced with a bitter stench of blood. The narrow space in the stall gave her little allowance to move around as she tried to calm herself down.

"Sir, I just want to use the bathroom," she uttered.

Before she could even finish her words, he covered his hand over her mouth. The metallic smell entered her nostrils, and she had to hold herself from going into a coughing fit.

"Shut up! If you make a sound, I'll kill you!" the man threatened fiercely.

Just then, the sound of racing footsteps and a string of curses came from the corridor.

Wendy Lin raised her head with difficulty, only to be met with a pair of beautiful eyes.

However, those eyes were carrying so much killing intent that aimed to throw her six feet under the ground.

She shrank back under his gaze. As saying went, "A wise man knows when to retreat."

Just then, a creak sounded from behind and the stall door opened a crack. Noticing this, the man glared at her and motioned for her to behave. Then he turned around and closed the door.

However, just as he turned around, he saw her secretly taking out her phone. Without bothering to think about it, he wrenched the phone from her and held it in his hand.

'Fuck!' she thought, feeling her stomach lurch.

"Well... I was just going to check the time..."

Awkwardly laughing, she rubbed the back of her neck. Retreating back into the corner, she hoped to God that the tiles could just swallow her up.

"Is that so?"

The man smiled coldly. Before she could react, his hand deftly wrapped around her neck.

There was absolutely no mercy from his grip-only cruelty and harsh brutality. Her white neck was immediately stained with the blood from his fingertips as she felt her bones silently being crushed from his strong grip.

A piercing pain soared through her chest as she struggled to gasp out for air.

Wendy Lin was a doctor, so she knew very well how much strength was needed to dislocate a person's neck. And by the looks of it, the man knew exactly what he was doing.

"You could either help me or die."

From the increasing pressure on her neck, she could feel her vision darkening bit by bit. Yet, upon hearing his words, she forced herself to nod with difficulty. Her heart raced through her chest as if she had just attended a marathon.

Seemingly satisfied with her answer, he loosened his grip on her neck.

Fresh cool air entered her lungs, as the young woman exploded into a fit of coughs.

In a few seconds, she glanced up at him only to see his sharp gaze hardening as each second had passed.

The hairs at the back of her neck stood up, and she stopped coughing in an instant. "Have you ever done an operation before?"

Afraid that the man would wring her around the neck once more, she nodded quickly upon hearing the question.

The answer seemed to be just what he had been looking for. A cool smile slipped onto his lips. However, just as he was about to push the door open, another voice rang from outside.

"Damn it! It's only a small place. Can the man fly or something? Find the bastard!"

"Sir, Leon is injured. He couldn't have gone that far."

"Hey! Look what I found! There's some splatter of blood on the tiles of the ladies' room." Although there was just a small amount of blood, it was still discovered by the sharp-eyed man.

Cursing under his breath, Leon Shen's eyes flashed, and his entire face darkened. Turning to the woman in front of him, he ordered, "Sit on my lap, and kiss me!"

Her face paled at his words as her hand drifted up to her collar. However, before she could reject him, he sat on the toilet first and pulled her over to his chest. He snaked his arms around her waist and leaned closer to her so that they were sitting face-to-face.

This position would ensure that he wouldn't be recognized.

Seeing that she still didn't realize how dangerous the situation was, he pressed his lips against hers. The corners of his lips were stained with blood, but none of them cared. Instead, they found themselves caught up from the moment.

His tongue darted into her mouth. Overwhelmed, she opened her mouth only for him to lean in deeper. Soon enough, the pair found themselves entangled from the scorching kiss.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, but Leon Shen didn't pull away. Instead, he made sure to keep a close eye at the footsteps coming from outside. Coming into her senses, she fixed her loose white coat, making sure to cover his appearance.

The sound of footsteps was like a countdown to both of their deathbeds, yet she kept calm. She knew that if he had fallen into their hands, then nothing good would come to her either.

Bang! Bang! The doors to the stalls were slammed open one by one

Beads of cold sweat dripped down her face, and she squeezed her eyes shut.

'Fuck, fuck, fuck!' she cursed inwardly. Staring at the cold face in front of her, she had no other choice but to deepen the kiss. However, the arousal was long gone. Replaced was a sense of urgency of getting the job done.

"Mmph!"

She faked out a moan, wincing inwardly. God knew what her colleagues would think if they saw her like this.

Before she knew it, the door behind them was slammed open. The crowd of men were all stunned by the sight that had greeted them.

One of them cackled out. "Who knew that a doctor could be so promiscuous during office hours?"

"Hey! What the fuck! Don't you know how to mind your own business? Close the damn door!"

Pretending to be outraged by his words, Wendy Lin whirled around and glared at the source of the voice. Upon seeing the number of men surrounding her, her stomach lurched, but she kept her cool. After all, her life was on the line as well.

The strong men blinked at her language only to burst into laughter. "I like this woman. Well, let's go so that they can continue."

He raised his hand and closed the door. Before they could continue their search, a loud police horn echoed throughout the place and all of them froze. "Fuck!" the leader cursed. "That lucky son of a bitch got away again. Let's go!"

It wasn't until she was a hundred percent sure that they'd retreated that her heartbeat finally slowed down. Her entire body softened as she collapsed into the man's arms.

"Can you let go of me, sir?" Seeing that Leon had no intention of letting her go, Wendy wriggled under his grip and gritted her teeth with annoyance.

However, what she didn't expect was that as soon as she finished speaking, he pushed her mercilessly. Caught off guard, she fell onto the floor hard.

"You!" Her eyes widened in disbelief. 'This fucker has the nerve to mistreat me this way after I helped him.'

A sharp pain coursed through her buttocks, causing her to gasp out. She squeezed her eyes shut from the impact.

"Let's go," he said indifferently. His voice echoed through the small space.

Glancing at his bleeding arm, he furrowed his eyebrows. When he didn't hear another word, he turned around only to be met with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Wendy bit her bottom lip as she tried her best to hold back her tears. There was no way she was going to show any signs of weakness in front of this bastard! Yet even as she struggled to keep herself together, she could still feel herself breaking under his gaze. In the next few seconds, she burst into tears.

"You've asked me to help you," she stuttered out. Her eyes narrowed at the man in front of her. "Now that I've already helped, you can leave unless you want me to call the police."

"Look, just help me out this one time. I'm unable to find my men right now, and my injury is difficult to deal with."

"And why the hell would I help you?" She gazed up at him mockingly. Although he was taller than her, there was no fear in her eyes-at least, not anymore. She used the back of her hand to wipe away the tears. It seemed that the two had fallen into a stalemate.

She glanced at his arm. Just one look and she knew just how serious the injury was. It would be difficult to treat it in an ordinary clinic-that was for sure.

"If you help me, I will repay you. I'd advise you not to do anything stupid. You'll regret it." It seemed that Leon had underestimated the woman in front of him. The woman who had once been as meek as a sheep was now as pointy as a porcupine. And all of her thorny exterior was now directed at him.

'Seriously? He is threatening me again? That asshole!'

"Go away! I don't want you to repay me. You can go drag yourself to hell for all I care!"

Rolling her eyes, Wendy staggered up from the floor. Pushing the man aside, she stomped out of the restroom.

"Fuck!"

As she did, the palm of her hand pressed against his wound accidentally, causing a tearing pain to course through his chest. The blood started to flow out even more freely. Leon tried to reach for her, but his strength had dissipated in an instant. He collapsed onto he tiles, watching her retreating figure.

The light in the bathroom was incredibly dim, so Wendy didn't see this. After she walked out of the bathroom, she took time to glance at herself. Her white coat was already drenched with blood, and she cringed at the sight. Not being able to bear it, she rushed back to her office and changed her clothes.

However, as she stood in front of the tall French window, the man's figure still didn't escape her mind.

'Is he okay?' she thought, only to stop herself immediately.

'No! You shouldn't think about him.'

However, there was another voice murmuring in her heart. Her mind continued to play the moment she had pushed him up against the wall. If his wound wasn't treated, then his arm might get infected. He could lose the arm. Not only that, he might not even survive.

"You're really crazy, aren't you? Of all the time, you could've played as Mother Mary, you pick today of all days!" She grabbed a clean hospital gown before walking into the bathroom once more. She didn't even understand what caused her to do so.

"Hey, put this on."

Wendy bit her lips reluctantly, pushing the gown to his battered figure.

Leon raised his head, stunned by her sudden kindness. She had just left a few minutes ago. Why would she come back now? Although his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, he allowed a small smile to slip onto his lips.

"My arm is injured, I can't walk," he argued.

"You hurt your arm, not your leg."

The shameless man had the nerve to ask her for help. A part of her was tempted to leave him here again, but after glancing down at him one more time, she sighed. 'God better bless me back with good karma, ' she thought, stepping forward to take off his shirt.

When she took off his shirt, she had to suppress a gasp from the state he was in. His muscular chest was drenched with fresh blood, and there were dozens of wounds scratched along his back.

"You..." She thought that the man had been playing weak all this time. It turned out he was telling the truth. Frowning, she picked up his shirt and tore it into pieces.

"I'll stop the bleeding first. Don't speak."

The man didn't pretend to be weak. There were so many wounds and bruises peppered around his skin, that he couldn't even be bothered to straighten his back. Besides, at this point, he couldn't even talk without wincing.

Staring at the woman kneeling in front of him, his eyes squinted, but he shut his mouth wisely. He let her take his arm and bandage it.

'The woman is quite interesting.' Leon watched as Wendy took care of his arm. But in a few seconds, the warmth disappeared as she looked up to glare at him.

"Come with me to clean the wounds,"

she snapped.

"I don't have the strength," he uttered slowly. "You'll have to carry me."

"What did you say?" She blinked, reeling back. How could the man be so shameless?

"It's not like you hurt your legs! Wait! Hello?"

Leon had already stood up and walked towards her. Just when he was a step away from her, he stretched out his hand and pressed his entire weight against her back.

He squeezed his eyes shut and pretended not to hear a thing. No matter how much she sputtered and yelled, he remained silent.

As the old saying went, "One cannot wake up someone who's pretending to be asleep." Wendy gritted her teeth, but no matter how hard she shrieked out, the man still wouldn't wake.

Fortunately, she was located in the outpatient department. Otherwise, her screams would've already alerted security. Knowing that there was no other way, she took it upon herself to carry him all the way to a vacant room.

"Can you wake up now?"

she snapped once they reached the place. Beads of sweat were trickling down her chin as she panted.

Hearing her words, Leon opened his eyes and smiled at her. Not bothering to say another word, he climbed onto the bed as if he was already familiar with the room.

Seeing this, Wendy could feel her veins throb as they poked out of her forehead.

'Calm down, calm down. As a doctor, I must help other people no matter how much of jerk they could be, ' she told herself inwardly. Saving a life was definitely more meaningful than hurting one.

Just as she gradually calmed herself, Leon said, "Hey, can you at least hurry up?"

Digging her nails into her palms, she stomped over to the man, wanting nothing more than to punch in his face. However, upon glancing at his arrogant face, she decided to force a smile as she grabbed a few equipment from the tray.

He paused as he saw her approaching him with a cruel smile on her face. "Wait, why are you looking at me like that? Oww!"

"What are you screaming for? You still have the energy scream, which means you are not seriously injured."

Her smile widened as she pressed against his wounds heavily. When he finally lost the arrogant glean in his eyes, she finally went to a stop. Without another word, she withdrew her hands and continued to clean the wounds. During this time, she tossed him a drenched towel to clean up his face.

"Thank you for tonight," he said slowly.

However, it didn't look like she bought it. "Turn around."

Staring at the horrible wounds on his back, her grip softened. It was obvious that those who had chased him around had plans of murdering him. He was lucky to have lived after this. Although the stabbing wounds weren't deep, the main artery had been grazed-that was why it kept bleeding. With no medical attention, he could've easily bled out.

After two hours of busy work, Wendy finally bandaged up all the wounds on his body. When she looked up, it was already dawn. She clasped her hands together.

"You're lucky you're still alive. Your arm will be fine as long as you remember to change your gauze every three days. You could also visit a small clinic to help address the wounds. As long as your arm doesn't get affected, you'll be fine. Look, I've already done my best to treat you. If you want to borrow money from me, I'm sorry I don't have any," Wendy said.

'A small clinic? Borrow money from her? Does this woman think I'm that desperate?'

Leon stood up at her words. Staring at her back as she was cleaning her utensils, he flashed a wicked grin.

"Lend me your phone."

"Why?"

An alarm rang in her mind as she froze. At the sight of her sudden vigilance, he couldn't help but bark out a laugh. He pointed at himself. "Do I look like a bad guy to you?"

"No." She shook her head, holding her phone to her chest. "But you don't have to look like one to be a bad guy!"

"Look, I have to contact my people, and I can't find my phone. You want me to disappear as soon as possible, right? Then you better hand your phone to me." Seeing her hesitance, he had no other choice but to explain his predicament.

Wendy stared at him for a long time. After a while, she sighed and handed him her phone. 'It's not like he could run away with my phone, ' she told herself.

However, she definitely wasn't ready to be greeted like the way she was half an hour later. In fact, she was so surprised that she could bet that her jaw had dropped to the floor at the sight. There was a long line of luxury cars neatly arranged in front of the old suburban hospital. The first one was a Lincoln, while the other cars behind it were all Rolls-Royce. A group of suited men quickly got out of the cars and barged into the hospital.

"What do you want?" she demanded. She stared at the rows of men arranged in front of her. Her arms trembled as she stood in front of the room.

Were they the ones trying to find the man? She had to stop them. If he was caught, then she would've been an accomplice, right? They would be both dead. However, just as her thoughts had gone to disarray, the leader of the group stepped forward. "Thank you!" he said as his voice echoed through the empty corridor.

"Thank you for healing our boss." 'What the hell is going on?' Her eyebrows furrowed as she gazed at every single one of them. Before she could speak, a voice stopped them.

"Well, don't frighten her. Let's go."

Even after a short amount of rest, Leon was still incredibly weak. As his hands gripped the corners of his bed, he struggled to stand up. Seeing their boss in such a state, the group of men ran up to help him.

They carried him towards the long line of vehicles and she followed them. Even after seeing all of this with her own eyes, she still couldn't believe that the desperate man she had helped was actually far richer than she could ever imagine.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat, dragging her attention back to him.

"You'll receive my thank-you gift this afternoon. If you have any problem with it, then you can easily call this number."

The man in front of her handed her a business card, and she accepted it. On the card was the man's name-Leon Shen, the CEO of Style International.

It was the first time in her life that she had actually judged a person wrong. Holding the card close to her chest, she walked back into the office.

The man she had just saved was one of the most famous man in S City-the third son of Shen family's head. She shook her head mockingly as she pushed the card back into her pocket. It was already nine in the morning. A new day had just begun.

Wendy had simply brushed off the gift that Leon had mentioned until her director had called her to his office right in the afternoon. Her eyes brightened as she walked into the office. 'Is he really going to pay me back?' she thought happily.

However, all the happy thoughts had been washed away upon hearing his next words.

"As you know, our hospital had been suffering from a shortage in funds for the past couple of months. It's been a very difficult period, so our leaders have decided on reducing the number of staff."

'He must be kidding, huh?' Just last month, the government had reimbursed this hospital with medical equipment that cost them several million dollars. And the month before last, a new developer had come with an offer to buy the land behind the hospital to build a nursing home. There was no way in hell they were short of money.

"Am I going to be fired, Director?" Although her face was as calm as water, there was a certain coldness to her voice.

"Look, you're a smart girl and an equally brilliant doctor, but that's what the higher-ups have told me. If you really don't accept this, then you should think about who you have offended." The director sighed, pinching his nose in despair. He had always liked the girl, but a rich man was definitely the last person he wanted to offend.

"I see." She pursed her lips.

'Leon, is this how you pay me back?'

Flushing dark red, she stomped out of the office and pulled out his business card. She didn't bother to think as she dialed his number.