ONE NIGHT FOREVER

ONE NIGHT FOREVER

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Audrey Vance is pushed to the brink as her meticulously planned life starts to fall apart. Desperate to save her family home from going into foreclosure and drowning in debt, she does the unimaginable and spends a night of reckless diversion at a Manhattan bar. But rather than making a quick getaway, she meets Damien Knight, a stunningly attractive millionaire who has a lethal charm and an unmistakable evil side. A passionate one-night encounter turns into something far more sinister as Audrey is drawn into Damien's world, where his riches and influence serve as a front for the secrets he conceals. However, when long-held secrets come to light and old foes reappear, Audrey quickly realises that being with Damien might cost her everything, even her heart. Will she weather the tempest of loving a guy like Damien, or will they be torn apart forever by the perils of his world?

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Chapter 1

A Chance Encounter

Normally, I don't drink, but tonight was an exception. Laughter echoed off rich mahogany wood and polished glass as the Manhattan bar throbbed with life and vitality, yet I felt completely cut off from the celebration going on around me. The aftertaste of whiskey sour burnt my lips, and even the alcohol couldn't take away the dull agony that throbbed in my chest.

I was reminded of the email that had destroyed my whole day by the buzzing notice on my phone. I looked at the screen, anticipating what I would see: *Ms. Vance, three weeks. In three weeks, we must receive the money; else, we will start the foreclosure process. In three weeks, $250,000 will be generated. The benefit it would do me would have been worth a million dollars. My parents had left me the one house I had ever really loved, and it was pretty well gone.

A middle-aged guy with a soft smile and weary eyes, the bartender frowned in worry as he observed me. “Another one, miss?” he pointed to my almost empty glass.

I pondered, listing all the reasons why I need to stop talking to myself. But I couldn't help but nod as the environment around me became more oppressive and heavy. "Yeah," I said, attempting to maintain a steady tone, "just one more." I would be brave enough to forget for a night if I had one more.

I gazed at the glass as the wine flowed around it, quietly wishing it would take me far away. Tonight, I shouldn't have gone out. I ought to have been cooped up at home, trying to make ends meet while dealing with the financial catastrophe my late father had left me. But the image of vacant rooms and growing expenses was too much for me to handle.

And then he entered.

The cosmos itself seemed to hold its breath for a brief instant. A tall guy in a fitted suit with black hair pulled back in an almost flawless manner. Eyes and voices were raised as he entered, but he didn't seem to notice—or maybe he didn't care. He seemed more at home in a boardroom than a boisterous, packed pub. The little stubble that adorned his chin was the only thing that softened his sharply defined jawline. His chilly, penetrating eyes, however, were what really drew me in. eyes that seemed to have seen the world and decided to play with it.

I forced myself to turn aside. He wasn't the kind of man I belonged with. In fancy fragrances and silk ties, men like him were nothing but trouble.

He sat down at the other end of the bar, and I made an effort to ignore his order for a neat scotch. I made a greater effort to ignore how his deep voice made me tremble for no apparent reason. The last thing I needed was to get entangled with someone like him; I was already a mess, God. But it seemed like life was out to get me.

The bartender came back and put a handwritten note on the back of a cocktail napkin in my direction. * You seem to be in a losing struggle. What about an amicable diversion? I read the words again, scowling as they became a little hazy. My eyes strayed to the stranger with the black hair. I was gazing at him. He lifted his glass in a silent toast, a sneer curling his lips.

Everything in me begged me to ignore him. However, my heart was already pounding, and my thoughts were slanting toward the dangerous edge that desperation had chiseled out of my existence. The world was falling apart all around me, and this was the perfect night to engage in a risky diversion.

"Are notes really being sent to me?" Putting as much confidence as I could into my voice, I cried out. "What are teenagers like us?"

Unconcerned by my jeering, he reclined back, his grin widening. "Didn't it work?" The unoccupied stool next to me was indicated by him. "Can I?"

I had the option to refuse. I *should have* declined. However, the excitement of a charming stranger was the only thing I had left to control after the world had delivered me enough blows today. I said, "Sure," in a tighter voice than I had meant. I'm going to leave, however, if this becomes a sad love poetry on another napkin.

The sound of his laughter seemed to wrap into the void between us; it was rich and low. "Remembered."

Even more overpowering was his presence up close. He was obviously wearing a tailored suit, and it fit him well, yet there was a sense of something rough about him that contrasted with his polished appearance. He watched me intensely, making my skin tingle, and said, "What brings you out tonight?"

"Just... life," was my evasive response. Sharing my worries was not appropriate, particularly with someone who was most likely completely unconcerned. “How about you?”

"Today, a deal fell through," he acknowledged. Because someone changed their mind, millions of dollars were wasted. I am now drowning my sorrows.

I blinking. millions. I suddenly realized how far apart we were—a chasm too great to bridge. More angrily than I meant to, I said, "Must be nice."

I saw a glimmer of interest rather than anger as his eyes narrowed. "What's your name?" he said, trying to divert the topic from financial hardship.

"Audrey," I said. "You too?"

“Damien.” I accepted his outstretched hand, and the contact of it lit a flame. "Audrey," he said again in a soft voice. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice." For whatever was going on between us, it wasn't the term. Everything vanished in his presence, including the bar, the clamor, and the oppressive weight of my bills. But before I could completely lose myself, reality slammed back.

A voice interrupted, “Damien.” It was a lady with eyes that looked at me like daggers and a body that could halt traffic. Her arms were crossed, and a poisonous red paint was applied on her lips. "We need you upstairs."

He didn't even recoil. "I'll arrive in a moment."

She gave me a warning glance and then hurried away. I took a deep breath, breaking the enchantment that had held Damien and me together. Playing dress-up in a world that wasn't hers made me feel silly.

Damien, however, stayed put. He was still looking at me, probing, seeking. "One evening," he murmured, his voice becoming a whisper. "Set everything aside for a single evening."

I was tempted for a second, and my breath caught. Even if it was just until daylight, I tried to picture what it would be like to forget, to have someone else carry the burden of my concerns. My phone buzzed again before I could respond, reminding me of the unavoidable reality: $250,000, three weeks, and a life in ruins.

I withdrew, the spell completely shattered. I said in a whisper, "You don't want to get involved with me."

His head cocked, a challenge igniting in those icy eyes. "Perhaps that is the reason I ought to."

In an instant, I became aware that I had wandered into something hazardous. Something that promised me not only pleasure but also pain—a risk that I may not make it through.

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143 Chapters
A Chance Encounter
Normally, I don't drink, but tonight was an exception. Laughter echoed off rich mahogany wood and polished glass as the Manhattan bar throbbed with life and vitality, yet I felt completely cut off from the celebration going on around me. The aftertaste of whiskey sour burnt my lips, and even the alcohol couldn't take away the dull agony that throbbed in my chest.I was reminded of the email that had destroyed my whole day by the buzzing notice on my phone. I looked at the screen, anticipating what I would see: *Ms. Vance, three weeks. In three weeks, we must receive the money; else, we will start the foreclosure process. In three weeks, $250,000 will be generated. The benefit it would do me would have been worth a million dollars. My parents had left me the one house I had ever really loved, and it was pretty well gone.A middle-aged guy with a soft smile and weary eyes, the bartender frowned in worry as he observed me. “Another one, miss?” he pointed to my almost empty glass.I ponde
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A Dangerous Invitation
I was constantly reminded of how little time I had left by the rain beating on my apartment's windows. I tried to concentrate on anything other than the growing fear that made my hands shake and my throat tighten as I watched the drops rush down the glass. Even though it was beyond midnight, sleep seemed like a far-off dream, too far away for someone whose life was on the verge of disintegration.Damien's remarks taunted me one night as they replayed in my head. No, I had replied. Even though I had convinced myself that a guy like him could only make matters worse, the image of his gaze and the feel of his palm continued to gnaw at me like an unshed tear.I ought to have been working on the current issue. The one decision I chose not to make instead tormented me—temptation resisted but not forgotten.The sound of a knock startled me out of my reverie. My heart jumped out of my mouth as I staggered from the kitchen chair. In this area, no one knocked on my door at this late hour. I slo
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Stepping Into The Unknown
The sun did not rise in a bright and optimistic blaze. That same weight clung to my chest when I woke up, and it dragged itself over the city like a dark, melancholy sheet. Warm and cozy, Vanessa's little apartment was filled with throw cushions, unfinished artwork, and the lingering aroma of coffee from her daily habit. But I still had worry here. The weight of my phone served as a continual reminder of the text message I had yet to respond to, making it an anchor in my pocket."Damien." Even just thinking about his name made me feel unsafe, like if I should keep it hidden to prevent harm."You're awake," Vanessa said as she hurried into the room in her typical morning haste. With a hot cup of coffee in one hand, she held her blond hair in an untidy bun. "How did you sleep?"I said, massaging my temples, "Hardly." The way Damien had made his message seem like a dare had caused my mind to spin. As if meeting him at Delmonico's were that easy. As if he might help me forget the debt tha
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A Glimpse of His World
Each minute dragged and blended into the next until I felt almost numb as the hours passed in a cloud of stress. I was unable to concentrate, and my job was only half-written marketing text and a flurry of charts. I felt worthless, despite forcing myself to look at my computer screen. I kept thinking about Damien's offer, and as the day dragged to a close, the pit in my stomach only became worse.I jumped as a voice said, "Hey, Audrey." Jake, an accounting colleague, was hanging uncomfortably at my desk when I turned to look at him. He had warm brown eyes, a soft smile that most of the ladies in the workplace found endearing, and youthful good looks. "Are you okay?" he said, his brow furrowed in worry. "You appear... anxious."I reflexively responded, "I'm fine," despite the strained tone of my voice. "There is just a lot going on."Despite his lack of conviction, he smiled sympathetically. "A group of us are going to O'Malley's if you need a drink after work."I almost said "yes." Ja
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Caught in The Crossfire
In a haze of worry, the hours flew by, and each minute dragged and blurred into the next until I felt almost numb. My work was a frenzy of charts and half-written marketing material, and I couldn't focus. Despite making myself stare at my computer screen, I felt useless. As the day drew to an end, the pit in my gut only became worse as I continued to consider Damien's offer.I startled when I heard someone say, "Hey, Audrey." I looked across at my accounting colleague Jake, who was hovering awkwardly at my desk. His eyes were warm and brown, his smile was kind and charming to most of the women at work, and he looked young. He said, his face pinched with concern, "Are you okay?" "You appear... anxious."I said, "I'm fine," out of habit, even though my voice was strained. "There is just a lot going on."Despite his lack of conviction, he gave a pitying grin. "A group of us are going to O'Malley's if you need a drink after work."Almost, I responded, "yes." Jake's offer seemed to be safe
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Run
My legs screamed in protest and my lungs burned, however I stored running. As the metropolis merged round me, I staggered into an alley's darkness, not able to breathe. Even now, the horror still gripped me tightly, like if Damien's reality had stretched out and attempted to drag me beneath. In an attempt to regain my breath, I flattened my back against the chilly brick wall as my hands quailed.Just what happened?A night of forgetfulness and a diversion from my own issues was what it was meant to be. However, I had instead wandered into something perilous, something that made my debt and my failing life seem almost insignificant. None of the options that ran through my thoughts were good. Damien Knight was a person. What was it I had just joined?I almost dropped my phone because I was so startled when it buzzed in my handbag. Pulling it out with trembling hands, I almost expected Damien to send me another mysterious message. But the name that was blazing on the scre
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The Truth Comes to Light
I didn't get much sleep that night, and when daylight arrived, it brought with it nothing but a stifling sense of dread. Still haunted by Damien's message from last night, my phone rested on the nightstand like a ticking time bomb. He wanted to see me again, and while I knew I should avoid him as much as possible, I couldn't help but be drawn in by his interest and fascination.Vanessa walked carefully into the room while holding a plate of coffee and bread. My heart tightened at the sight of the tired, worried expression on her face. “Breakfast,” she murmured, attempting a grin that fell short of her eyes. "I thought you might want to eat before we make a decision on how to proceed."Rubbing my blurry eyes, I sat up. As I generic the espresso cup with gratitude, I said, "Thank you." It felt comforting and warm, and I clung to it as though it have been my lifeline.Her face softened as she stored a decent eye on me. "You were not asleep, have been you?"Gazing do
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No Safe Place
We ran out of the rooftop garden, navigating the labyrinth of sculptures and thick vegetation, with Vanessa's hold on my arm acting as a lifeline. I felt nauseous from the power of the adrenaline flowing through my veins as my thoughts raced with terror and incredulity. With our hurried footsteps resonating off the marble flooring, we rushed into The Vista's lobby.“Go, go, go!” With horror in her voice, Vanessa pleaded. Despite the startled expressions of the staff and visitors, she held on to my arm as we sped past them. My body felt numb, operating just on instinct, the surge of survival drowning out all logical thinking.With a clamor of horns, shouts, and the unrelenting buzz of life, the city roared back around us as we poured onto the pavement. But nothing seemed typical. Within minutes, everything in my life had changed, and I was hardly able to keep up.behind flagging down the first taxi she came across, Vanessa yanked the door open, virtually pushing me inside, and then cli
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Dark Shadows
As the rain continued to fall, it pelted Kyle's little apartment's windows. The monotonous bustle of the metropolis out of doors did little to calm the intellectual maelstrom. I cuddled up at the shabby sofa and stared on the flickering TV screen, hardly ever paying attention. were miles away from The Vista, yet my heart continued to race, the adrenaline still there.Vanessa sat on the floor, cross-legged, and determinedly browsed through her phone. Even though Kyle didn't know anything about what we were fleeing from, he hung close by, providing protection. I worried he wouldn't be able to fulfill his silent pledge to keep us safe, and he hadn't asked many questions.Throwing her phone away, Vanessa murmured, "Nothing in the news." "There are no reports of any events occurring at The Vista."As if anticipating danger to burst through at any second, Kyle said, "which means whatever went down was kept under wraps."I clenched my knees, my mind fixed on Damien. Was h
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No Reversing
The SUV drove along the empty highway, the city disappearing into the distance as the rain fell like an unrelenting curtain. For miles, there was just darkness punctuated by the sporadic flashing of headlights from passing vehicles. There was a lot of tension inside the car—heavy, electric, and quiet.Damien was holding the steering wheel with white-knuckled vigor while I sat in the passenger seat, stealing glimpses at him. Even though his face was damaged and scarred, it didn't lessen his intimidating presence. As if driving was the only thing preventing him from losing control, his eyes were fixed on the road and his mouth was set in a harsh line.I couldn't hear Vanessa and Kyle's murmured chats as they sat in the back. Kyle got caught in this situation due of me, and Vanessa remained skeptical. Although guilt tore at me, I ignored it. First was survival.The heavy hush was broken as I cleared my throat. "What is our exact destination?"Damien's piercing, evaluative eyes darted tow
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