The Billionaire's Forbidden Longing

"In Avalon City, a wild typhoon was tearing through, bringing buckets of rain and crazy winds. In the middle of the storm, a bike came skidding to a stop right in front of the hospital.

""Somebody get out here and help, now!""

A cold female voice cut through the chaos, grabbing the attention of a few nurses. They were shocked to see a schoolgirl, soaked to the bone, carrying a bleeding man on her back. Blood was dripping everywhere, leaving a trail behind them.

""What happened? Who is he?"" one nurse asked, looking worried.

Allison Bennett didn't bother with explanations. She gently placed the man onto a gurney that had been wheeled over, then tossed the nurse a phone.

""This is his phone. Call whoever you need to. I need Operating Room Seven ready. Tell Mr. Castillo that Allison is here.""

Just then, head nurse Heather Penrose rushed over and recognized Allison. ""Allison, what's going on?""

""Heather, I found him on my way home. He's been shot. He needs surgery right now!"" Allison replied.

Hearing the word ""shot,"" Heather quickly called the police and dialed the number on the phone Allison had handed her.

Minutes later, in Operating Room Seven, Allison had already changed into surgical scrubs and was standing over the patient. Heather was the only one assisting.

Allison expertly put on her gloves and mask, then used scissors to cut away the man's shirt.

The bullet wound was on the left side of his chest, just two inches from his heart. After a quick look, she figured the bullet hadn't hit any vital organs. She grabbed a scalpel and started extracting the bullet with steady hands.

Heather watched, worried. ""We don't even know who he is. Shouldn't we wait for the police?""

Allison shook her head. ""He's lost too much blood. If we don't operate now, he won't last fifteen minutes.""

Heather still thought it was risky, especially with the wound so close to his heart. But seeing Allison already making the incision, she stayed quiet.

Allison worked fast. In five minutes, she had the bullet out with minimal bleeding. She fixed the damaged blood vessels and finished suturing within half an hour.

""Heather, take him to the observation room for 24-hour monitoring. And remember, don't tell anyone I did the surgery,"" Allison instructed.

Allison then left the operating room, leaving Heather puzzled as she looked at the man on the gurney.

Just then, several black cars pulled up outside the hospital. A group of men in suits stormed in, heading straight for the operating room.

Heather was startled to see them. ""Who are you?""

""We got a call from one of your nurses. Is there a man who was brought in with a gunshot wound?"" the leading man asked.

Relieved they were looking for the patient, Heather nodded. ""He's stable now. The surgery is done, and he's in the observation room. Here's his chart. And we've already notified the police because of the gunshot wound.""

By the time the patient woke up, Allison was already home and asleep.

Early the next morning, Heather called her. ""Allison, the man you saved wants to know who you are. Should I tell them?""

Them? Allison shook her head. ""No need. It was nothing.""

After hanging up, Allison hopped on her bike and headed to school. During morning study hall, while everyone else was busy with their assignments, Allison was catching some Z's on her desk.

""Allison, you're sleeping again. Nancy's gonna flip out!"" a classmate warned.

Nancy Kate, the strict dean of Avalon City High School, was known for her no-nonsense attitude. She was in her forties but acted like she was much older. She had a particular concern for Allison.

""I'm not worried. She's been in a bad mood lately. She needs to blow off some steam anyway,"" Allison replied lazily.

Sure enough, Nancy stormed into the classroom moments later, laying into Allison. ""Allison, I know you come from a wealthy family and don't care about your grades, but you can't sleep in class! If you don't want to be here, go home. Stop disrupting others!""

Allison raised an eyebrow, eyeing Nancy critically. ""Ms. Kate, I've noticed you seem to be dealing with some health issues like irregular periods and a pale complexion. These could be signs of blood stasis, and stress and anger might exacerbate them. Some believe that a more active personal life, including intimacy, could have health benefits. Just a thought.""

""Allison, get out!"" Nancy shouted, her face turning red with fury.

Allison stood up and left the classroom, leaning against the hallway wall to continue her nap. This was a familiar routine for her.

Back in her office, Nancy fumed and called Allison's parents. ""Your daughter is out of control. If you don't discipline her, I'll have to expel her!""

Blair Ember, on the other end of the line, was furious. She called Allison, but there was no answer. Blair decided to go to Avalon City herself.

After school, Allison found herself confronted by a group of men at the gate.

""Ms. Bennett, our boss wishes to see you. Please come with us.""

Allison glanced at the black car parked nearby, her mind flashing back to the previous night's events.

Last night, during the typhoon, Allison had rushed to the bike shed after class and headed home. She took a shortcut through a secluded alley to save time. As she entered the alley, she saw a tree had been blown over by the storm, blocking her path. She had to take another route.

Turning into another alley, she saw a group of men in black, exuding a menacing aura. Sensing danger and the smell of blood, Allison tried to leave, but one of the men grabbed her bike.

""Where do you think you're going?"" the man demanded, swinging a baseball bat at her.

Allison reacted quickly, using her bike to block and then delivering a powerful kick that sent him flying.

""She knows martial arts. She must be here to help him. Kill her!"" the man roared.

Allison sighed. Just her luck to run into trouble on a stormy night.

""Are you sure you want me to stay?"" she asked.

The men laughed. ""Do you think you can escape? You're out of luck tonight. Prepare to die!""

With that, they surrounded Allison. She gripped the bike handle, kicked the bike forward, and used it to knock down the men in front of her.

Without hesitation, she punched the nearest man, knocking him out, then picked up the baseball bat and started swinging it furiously.

In the corner, the injured man watched her with bright eyes. He had never seen anyone fight so skillfully."