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A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH Glad to see my friend
Damien glanced around the park, taking in the familiar landscape, the towering oaks that provided ample shade, the quiet pond where ducks floated lazily, and the benches tucked along the pathway. This was his sanctuary, the one place he could retreat to when he needed to escape the chaos of his life, and it felt like the only fitting place for his meeting with Blaire.He checked his watch, anticipation mixed with apprehension twisting inside him. Paul had assured him Blaire would come, though Damien wasn’t entirely convinced she’d agree so easily. He’d not seen her in a while, and he was told she was fired because of him. Bringing her there felt like a last attempt to make things right.Meanwhile, Blaire had spent the entire morning half-irritated and half-incredulous. She’d been in her small kitchen, rummaging through the fridge for anything that might curb her sudden cravings. Ever since she’d started showing, her appetite had taken on a life of its own. Just as she reached for a b
Last Updated : 2024-12-04A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH "I really do want to see you more often"
As Paul drove Damien and Blaire back to her apartment, the car was filled with a silence that neither of them was quite sure how to break. Blaire stared out the window, her fingers tapping lightly on her arm as if she were trying to keep her thoughts in check. Damien, meanwhile, kept glancing at her, looking as though he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.Finally, they arrived outside her building. Damien cleared his throat, turning to her as she reached for the door handle. “Listen, Blaire,” he began, his tone soft and uncertain. “I really do want to see you more often. And… I’m sorry. For everything that happened between us. I never meant to hurt you, or take your job away.”Blaire stopped, her hand hovering over the door handle. She turned to look at him, her expression somewhere between amusement and exasperation. “No, no,” she interrupted, holding up a hand. “Let’s not bring that up. That was… a mistake.” Her words were firm, though her tone softened slightly. “
Last Updated : 2024-12-04A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH Things are moving along
Rachel decided to step out with Gina for the day. The idea had been floating around for a while, and Rachel had been curious to catch up with her, especially after her return from her time away. She’d noticed that Gina had been acting a little different lately, more focused, maybe even a bit more serious about things. It wasn’t unusual, but Rachel couldn’t help wondering if something was on Gina’s mind.They decided to visit one of the city’s trendier spots—a café with a relaxed vibe where they could enjoy a casual afternoon together. As they sat down at a quiet corner table, Rachel couldn’t help but admire the way Gina seemed so composed. She had a knack for making everything appear effortless. From her flawless makeup to the grace with which she sipped her coffee, Rachel couldn't help but feel a little out of place, but Gina was kind as always, and their conversation began with the usual pleasantries.“So,” Rachel began, trying to sound casual, “how has everything been going with Da
Last Updated : 2024-12-04A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH "I believe in Damien and I"
Gina was eager to catch up with her cousin, Eric. It had been too long since they'd had a proper conversation, especially given the recent struggles he'd faced in his business. Eric was family—the last remaining tie she had to her parents, who had tragically passed away when she was young. Despite his own hardships, he had always been there for her, and their bond was one of the few things that truly felt like home.Eric had recently experienced a downturn in his business, a series of setbacks that had left him feeling defeated. But Gina knew that Eric was resilient. He had always bounced back before, and she was certain that this was no different. She called him up, and they agreed to meet at their favourite spot—an old café in the heart of the city where they'd spent hours talking and laughing in their younger years.When Gina arrived, she spotted Eric immediately. He was sitting by the window, his familiar face partially obscured by the sunlight filtering through the café's curtain
Last Updated : 2024-12-04A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH "I'll confess my feelings to Damien"
Blaire sat by the window of her spacious living room, gazing out at the passing cars below. The dull hum of the city echoed through the streets, but within the walls of her apartment, everything felt eerily silent. It had been a while since she’d last spoken to Damien, and the solitude was starting to get to her. She missed the bustle of her everyday life, but more than anything, she missed the connection she’d felt with his presence, his voice, and that spark between them. The way he made her feel like everything in the world could change in an instant.As she sat there, her mind wandered, remembering the moments she had spent with him. Some were lighthearted and carefree, full of laughter and teasing. Others were filled with tension, where she could barely breathe from the emotions swirling in her heart. And then, there were the ones she never wanted to remember, which was the night when he talked her away, when his words were sharp, and the distance between them seemed insurmountab
Last Updated : 2024-12-04A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH A confession of love turned into a joke
The park was a quiet oasis in the middle of the city, a secluded space where the sunlight filtered softly through the branches, casting playful shadows on the ground. Blaire arrived early, a bit unsure, fiddling with her phone and running her fingers over the slightly worn edge of the park bench. She took a deep breath as she spotted Damien walking toward her, his usual confident stride making him look as though he owned every inch of ground beneath his feet.Damien gave her a smirk, and Blaire could already see he was in one of his playful moods. "So, you've finally come to your senses," he announced, taking a seat beside her without waiting for an invitation. "Guess I was right. I am the best boss you could ever get." He gave her a teasing look, leaning back and crossing his arms as if relishing in his victory.Blaire rolled her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips despite herself. "Oh, please," she retorted, crossing her arms as well. "I’m only here because you couldn’t stop beg
Last Updated : 2024-12-04A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH "He laughed it off, like some joke."
It was finally time to leave the park, as they strolled through the aisles of the gate, Damien suggested they go to a store and get a few things for the baby. “ Damien, we're not even sure of the gender, how do we shop?” Blaire asked, lifting her eyebrows and giving the expression of amazement.“ We'll get unisex, and maybe go for a scan next month.” Damien said, his gaze focused on their direction.Blaire felt an odd mix of excitement and apprehension. They both arrived at the store, Damien walked beside her, eyeing the rows of clothes, toys, and supplies with a playful curiosity. He occasionally picked up items, inspecting them like he was learning a new language. Every so often, he’d turn to Blaire, his expression a blend of amusement and genuine interest."So, do babies really need all this stuff?" he asked, holding up a tiny onesie. “I mean, they can’t even read yet, so why are there all these logos and designs?”Blaire laughed, feeling lighter than she had in days. "Babies need
Last Updated : 2024-12-04A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH Why do I bother loving him?
Blaire closed the door to her room, leaning back against it as she exhaled slowly, her mind buzzing with a chaotic blend of emotions. Just moments ago, she had confessed her feelings to Damien—a move that felt bold and terrifying all at once. She replayed his reaction in her mind, his laughter echoing in a mix of disbelief and amusement. A flush of annoyance colored her cheeks as she thought back on the way he had taken her confession lightly, as if her heart was just some casual entertainment for him."Scumbag," she muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes as she moved away from the door. Yet, she couldn’t help the small smile tugging at her lips. Despite his cocky response, there was a spark in Damien’s eyes—a glimmer of something that hinted he didn’t quite find it as trivial as he let on. She glanced at herself in the mirror, catching the faint blush that lingered on her cheeks. Part of her wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it all. What on earth was she doing, feeling this gi
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A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH In the end, I'm married to Damien Smith.
In the weeks that followed, plans for a small, intimate wedding were set in motion. The ceremony was to be held in a quaint countryside chapel, surrounded by close family and friends.On the day of the wedding, as Blaire walked down the aisle holding their daughter, Damien felt a surge of love and gratitude. Despite all the obstacles, they had found their way to each other, proving that love could overcome even the darkest of times.As they exchanged vows, there wasn’t a dry eye in the room. Their journey had been fraught with challenges, but it had also been filled with love, resilience, and hope.Together, they looked forward to a future filled with joy, ready to face whatever life had in store.The soft glow of the evening sun filtered through the Smith mansion's grand windows, casting warm hues over the family gathered in the spacious living room. It had been weeks since Damien and Blaire’s intimate countryside wedding, a joyous occasion that marked the start of a new chapter in
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH The downfall of the watcher and Gina Wright.
Harold was silent, his gaze flickering between Damien, Blaire, and the baby. Rachel stepped forward, her voice gentle but firm.“Dad,” she said, “this isn’t about business or reputation. This is about love. Isn’t that what family is supposed to be about?”For a moment, the room was filled with tense silence. Then, without a word, Harold turned and walked away, leaving them standing in the foyer.Damien let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. He turned to Blaire and Rachel, a determined look on his face.“No matter what, we’ll be okay,” he said. “We have each other.”Blaire smiled, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. Together, they left the mansion, ready to start the next chapter of their lives.The tension in the air was palpable as Damien and Blaire left the Smith mansion, their baby cradled in Blaire’s arms. Damien’s jaw was tight with determination, but there was a newfound peace between them. For the first time in months, they felt like a true family, ready to
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH The baby is mine
The evening was still, with only the faint sound of the wind brushing against the windows. Blaire sat on the couch, her hands clutching her phone tightly. She had tried calling Damien countless times, each attempt met with silence. Her heart sank deeper with every unanswered call, and the weight of regret pressed heavily on her chest.Her pacing filled the room with restless energy, her thoughts racing. “What if I’ve lost him for good?” she whispered to herself, her voice quivering.Mrs Taylor, sensing her daughter’s turmoil, stepped into the room. “Blaire,” she began gently, “you need to calm down. He just needs time. Damien loves you. I saw it in his eyes the day he held your daughter.”Blaire shook her head, tears brimming in her eyes. “But what if he doesn’t come back, Mom? What if he decides this is too much?”Mrs Taylor placed a comforting hand on Blaire’s shoulder. “He’s a good man, Blaire. He’ll come around. You just need to have faith.”Despite her mother’s words, Blaire’s he
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH My Damien, My baby daddy
The evening was serene, the golden hues of the setting sun casting a warm glow through the windows of Blaire’s small apartment. Mrs Taylor sat at the dining table, cradling her grandchild with a tender smile as Blaire moved around the kitchen, tidying up and preparing a light dinner.“Blaire,” Mrs Taylor began, her voice soft but firm. “You’ve done so much for your daughter. You’ve given her everything she needs. But don’t you think it’s time to be honest? To tell Damien the truth?”Blaire froze, her hands trembling slightly as she placed a dish on the counter. She had been dreading this conversation, even though she knew it was inevitable.“I... I don’t know if it’s the right time,” Blaire admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “What if he doesn’t believe me? What if he thinks I’m trying to use him?”Mrs Taylor shook her head, rocking the baby gently. “He deserves to know, Blaire. And you deserve to live without this weight on your shoulders. He loves you—anyone can see that. Yo
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH A one night stand has given me a bundle of joy.
The air in Blaire’s apartment was thick with warmth and joy, the kind that only a newborn could bring. Her daughter, wrapped in a soft pink blanket, lay cradled in Blaire’s arms, her tiny fingers curling around Blaire’s thumb. It was as if all the struggles, heartache, and fear of the past months had melted away, leaving behind only love and hope.Maria, Blaire’s mother, hovered nearby, her eyes glistening with happy tears as she handed Blaire a glass of water. “You’ve been through so much, my dear. Seeing you like this, with her—it’s a blessing.”Damien stood close, his hand resting protectively on the back of the couch where Blaire sat. He looked down at his daughter with awe, his piercing blue eyes softening in a way no one had seen before.“She’s perfect,” Damien said, his voice thick with emotion. “Just like her mother.”Blaire glanced up at him, her heart swelling. Their journey to this moment had been anything but easy. From their unlikely connection to the trials that had test
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH Getting to the root of it all.
Rachel sat on her bed, staring at the glowing screen of her phone. The posts, the comments, the endless judgement—it was all too much. The photos of her and Marcus were everywhere, plastered across gossip sites and social media platforms. The caption stung more than the images: "Rachel Smith disgraces the Smith name—caught with a low-class lover."She tossed her phone onto the bed, pulling her knees to her chest as tears streamed down her face. Her father’s harsh words echoed in her mind, but she pushed them away. She didn’t regret standing up for herself or her love for Marcus. But the weight of the public humiliation was more than she had anticipated.A soft buzz from her phone interrupted her thoughts. She grabbed it, her heart lifting slightly when she saw Marcus’s name on the screen.“Rachel?” Marcus’s voice was gentle, filled with concern.“Marcus,” she replied, her voice trembling.“I saw everything,” he said. “Are you okay?”Rachel swallowed hard. “I don’t know. It’s just...
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH The Smith scandal
Gina sat at her opulent vanity, her fingers drumming against the polished wood as she stared at the photos the watcher had sent. The images of Rachel laughing and leaning into Marcus screamed intimacy. In another, Marcus held her hand, his expression tender.Gina’s lips curled into a malicious smile. “So Rachel thinks she can play the hero, aiding Damien while sneaking around with someone beneath her status. Let’s see how the Smith family handles this scandal.”She called the watcher. “Upload the pictures,” she ordered coldly. “Use a burner account and make it salacious. Make sure it spreads like wildfire.”The watcher hesitated for a second. “What caption should I use?”Gina’s eyes gleamed with malice. “Write this: ‘The mighty Smiths are crumbling—Rachel Smith caught sneaking around with a man far below her class. Does this family have any dignity left?’ Add a hashtag: #SmithScandal.”“Consider it done,” the watcher replied.Within moments, the photos were posted, and the internet de
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH Watch your back: Gina's relentless pursuit.
The next day, the mansion was eerily quiet as Rachel slipped out unnoticed, her heart pounding. She had grown accustomed to sneaking away to meet Marcus, but today was different. She wasn’t just meeting her lover—she was also visiting Blaire, someone she felt a strange yet undeniable connection with. Blaire had become a confidante in a way no one else could, someone who understood the weight of defying Harold Smith.Rachel arrived at Blaire’s modest apartment just as Damien was stepping out. “Perfect timing,” he said with a warm smile. “I need to run a quick errand. Rachel, you’re in charge until I’m back.”Rachel rolled her eyes playfully. “Got it, boss.”Once inside, Blaire greeted her with a warm hug. “It’s so good to see you. You look like you’ve got something on your mind.”Rachel sighed, sinking into the couch. “It’s my father. He’s relentless, Blaire. I can’t even breathe without him questioning my every move. And then there’s Marcus…” She trailed off, her cheeks coloring.Blai
A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH Love secret
Rachel Smith stepped out of the sleek black car in a quiet corner of the city, her heart pounding with anticipation. She glanced over her shoulder to ensure none of her father’s spies had followed her. Satisfied she wasn’t being watched, she adjusted her sunglasses and walked briskly toward the cozy apartment complex where Marcus lived.When she reached the door, she hesitated for a moment before knocking. Almost immediately, the door opened to reveal Marcus, his warm brown eyes lighting up as he saw her.“Rachel,” he said softly, pulling her into the apartment and shutting the door behind her. “I didn’t expect you today.”“I had to come,” she said, her voice trembling. “I couldn’t wait any longer.”Marcus cupped her face in his hands, searching her eyes. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”Rachel shook her head, a weak smile playing on her lips. “No, nothing new. I’m just... tired, Marcus. Tired of hiding, tired of sneaking around like we’re doing something wrong.”Marcus sighed, b
