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I stood outside my mother’s house, my heart pounding with a mix of anger and determination. This was long overdue.For too long, she had manipulated me, controlled my life, and played her twisted games, believing I would always be too blind or too weak to stand up to her.Not anymore.I adjusted my coat, placed a hand over my belly protectively, and finally knocked.Seconds later, the door swung open, revealing my mother standing there in a silk robe, a surprised look flashing across her face. She masked it quickly, though, replacing it with that usual cold, unreadable expression.“Sophia,” she said smoothly, stepping aside. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”I stepped inside without waiting for an invitation. “Oh, I’m sure you didn’t.”She closed the door, crossing her arms as she studied me. “You look well. Settling into your new life, I assume?”I let out a dry laugh. “Cut the act, Mother. We both know why I’m here.”She sighed, feigning disinterest. “Enlighten me.”I took a step clo
Last Updated : 2025-02-17One Careless Night Eighty - Eight
Jack’s house had slowly started to feel like home—a place where I finally felt safe, where I wasn’t constantly looking over my shoulder, waiting for the next betrayal. The past few weeks had been filled with a quiet kind of peace, a sharp contrast to the chaos that had once consumed my life.But peace, as I had learned, was always temporary.I was in the kitchen making tea when I heard the knock at the door. It was firm, insistent—like the person on the other side wasn’t willing to be ignored. My heart clenched in suspicion.Jack, who had been reading on the couch, looked up at me before rising to his feet. “I’ll get it,” he said, his tone cautious.I followed him toward the door, my gut already telling me who it was before Jack even opened it.And I was right.Standing on the doorstep were my parents.My mother, looking as poised as ever in a tailored coat, held her usual unreadable expression, though her eyes betrayed something colder—determination. My father, standing beside her, l
Last Updated : 2025-02-18One Careless Night Eighty - Nine
That night, I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the soft glow of the bedside lamp, my thoughts heavy. The confrontation with my parents still lingered in my mind, replaying like a broken record.I had been so certain about emancipation, so sure that cutting legal ties with them was the only way to truly free myself. But now… Jack’s words gnawed at me.Was I making this decision for the right reasons? Or was it purely out of anger?I sighed, running a hand over my belly. My baby. My child was coming into this world soon, and despite everything, a part of me wondered if I was letting my emotions dictate something I might regret later.The sound of the door creaking open pulled me from my thoughts.Jack stepped inside, his expression soft yet searching. He had been giving me space since our earlier conversation, but I could tell he was waiting for me to make a decision.“You’re still up,” he murmured, closing the door behind him.I nodded, my fingers tracing mindless patterns on the
Last Updated : 2025-02-19One Careless Night Ninety
A few months later...The past few months had been a blur of anticipation, exhaustion, and overwhelming love. I had spent my last trimester preparing for the arrival of my baby, cherishing every little kick, every movement, every moment leading up to the day I would finally hold my child in my arms.And then it happened.I gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby girl.Jack had been out of town on urgent business. It wasn’t his fault, but it still hurt that he had missed the birth of our first child, our beautiful daughter. He had been devastated when I called him, his voice thick with guilt and frustration."I should have been there, Sophia. I should have—""Jack, it’s okay. She’s here now, and she’s perfect."He had promised to make it up to us, swearing that he would be on the next available flight home. I believed him. The hospital stay had been brief—just long enough for the doctors to ensure my baby and I were healthy. As much as I appreciated their care, I was eager to go home,
Last Updated : 2025-02-20One Careless Night Ninety - One
Before I could think of a plan, the SUV slowed down, its tires crunching against gravel. The sudden shift in speed made my stomach drop.We were close.Close to wherever they were taking me.Close to whatever fate awaited me and my baby.I swallowed hard, forcing down the rising terror clawing at my throat. I couldn’t let fear take over. Not now. Not when I still had a chance to fight.The car veered off the main road onto a narrower, dimly lit path surrounded by towering trees. My pulse spiked as realization dawned—this wasn’t just some hidden warehouse or an abandoned building.They were taking me somewhere remote.Somewhere no one would hear me scream.I tightened my grip on my daughter, shielding her tiny form with my arms. She whimpered softly in her sleep, oblivious to the nightmare unfolding around her.I forced myself to focus.Every detail mattered.I scanned the surroundings through the tinted window. No streetlights. No passing cars. Just dense trees and the faint glow of t
Last Updated : 2025-02-21One Careless Night One
It all began with a dare, a reckless challenge from my friends to kiss a stranger at the party. I should have said no, but I had just broken up with my boyfriend, and the alcohol with the music had lowered my inhibitions to a dangerous level. “You can do it Sophia, don't be shy." My friends cheered, their voices buoyed by the party atmosphere. I scanned the room, my eyes finally locking on a mysterious figure standing in the corner. He was older, maybe in his forties, but still strikingly handsome with an air of mystery that drew me in. It felt as if he were waiting for me, and in that moment, I felt a thrill of excitement mixed with a hint of fear as I made my way towards him, my heart pounding. As I approached him, he smiled, and his eyes crinkled at the corners. I felt a flutter in my chest, and my heart raced with anticipation. We didn't exchange words; we didn't need to. The music and the moment said it all. He pulled me close, and our lips met in a passionate kiss. Time se
Last Updated : 2024-06-16One Careless Night Two
I stood frozen in the doorway, my mind shattered by the unthinkable sight before me. The stranger who had haunted my dreams, the one who had claimed my lips in a passionate kiss, now stood in my living room, smiling at my mother with a familiarity that made my blood run cold. My mother's voice, dripping with happiness, noticed me and gleefully rushed to hug me. "Sophia, you're home," she chimed, oblivious to my horror. But I couldn't reciprocate her enthusiasm. My eyes were fixed on him, my mind reeling with questions. How did he end up here, in my home, with my mother? His gaze locked onto mine, piercing me with a gleam that made my skin crawl. My mother's smile was so huge on her face, a wicked contrast to my despair. "Sophia, meet Jack, your new stepfather," she announced, her words dripping with excitement. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. Stepfather? No, this couldn't be happening. My world crumbled around me, the room spinning with a s
Last Updated : 2024-06-16One Careless Night Three
Taking a deep breath, I opened the door. Inside was quiet. With my heart pounding in my chest, I made my way to my mother's bedroom, each step felt heavier than the last. When I reached her room, I knocked hesitantly. “Sophia, is that you? Come in," she said. Inside, I see my mother packing her belongings. “Mom, what's going on?" I asked, my voice surprisingly steady.My mother looked up, her smile faltering at the sight of the gloom on my face. “Sophia, why aren't you happy for me?" she asked, her voice filled with disappointment. “Why did you act like that towards Jack?" “I'm sorry mother, but..." My voice left me, I couldn't find the courage to utter another word.“Jack is everything we've been praying for. He is kind, loving, and a billionaire." My mother says, her eyes popping with excitement.“A billionaire?" “Yeah, your mother is getting married to a billionaire!" she announced gleefully. “And we're moving into his mansion this weekend." “What?" “Don't you want to?"
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One Careless Night Ninety - One
Before I could think of a plan, the SUV slowed down, its tires crunching against gravel. The sudden shift in speed made my stomach drop.We were close.Close to wherever they were taking me.Close to whatever fate awaited me and my baby.I swallowed hard, forcing down the rising terror clawing at my throat. I couldn’t let fear take over. Not now. Not when I still had a chance to fight.The car veered off the main road onto a narrower, dimly lit path surrounded by towering trees. My pulse spiked as realization dawned—this wasn’t just some hidden warehouse or an abandoned building.They were taking me somewhere remote.Somewhere no one would hear me scream.I tightened my grip on my daughter, shielding her tiny form with my arms. She whimpered softly in her sleep, oblivious to the nightmare unfolding around her.I forced myself to focus.Every detail mattered.I scanned the surroundings through the tinted window. No streetlights. No passing cars. Just dense trees and the faint glow of t
One Careless Night Ninety
A few months later...The past few months had been a blur of anticipation, exhaustion, and overwhelming love. I had spent my last trimester preparing for the arrival of my baby, cherishing every little kick, every movement, every moment leading up to the day I would finally hold my child in my arms.And then it happened.I gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby girl.Jack had been out of town on urgent business. It wasn’t his fault, but it still hurt that he had missed the birth of our first child, our beautiful daughter. He had been devastated when I called him, his voice thick with guilt and frustration."I should have been there, Sophia. I should have—""Jack, it’s okay. She’s here now, and she’s perfect."He had promised to make it up to us, swearing that he would be on the next available flight home. I believed him. The hospital stay had been brief—just long enough for the doctors to ensure my baby and I were healthy. As much as I appreciated their care, I was eager to go home,
One Careless Night Eighty - Nine
That night, I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the soft glow of the bedside lamp, my thoughts heavy. The confrontation with my parents still lingered in my mind, replaying like a broken record.I had been so certain about emancipation, so sure that cutting legal ties with them was the only way to truly free myself. But now… Jack’s words gnawed at me.Was I making this decision for the right reasons? Or was it purely out of anger?I sighed, running a hand over my belly. My baby. My child was coming into this world soon, and despite everything, a part of me wondered if I was letting my emotions dictate something I might regret later.The sound of the door creaking open pulled me from my thoughts.Jack stepped inside, his expression soft yet searching. He had been giving me space since our earlier conversation, but I could tell he was waiting for me to make a decision.“You’re still up,” he murmured, closing the door behind him.I nodded, my fingers tracing mindless patterns on the
One Careless Night Eighty - Eight
Jack’s house had slowly started to feel like home—a place where I finally felt safe, where I wasn’t constantly looking over my shoulder, waiting for the next betrayal. The past few weeks had been filled with a quiet kind of peace, a sharp contrast to the chaos that had once consumed my life.But peace, as I had learned, was always temporary.I was in the kitchen making tea when I heard the knock at the door. It was firm, insistent—like the person on the other side wasn’t willing to be ignored. My heart clenched in suspicion.Jack, who had been reading on the couch, looked up at me before rising to his feet. “I’ll get it,” he said, his tone cautious.I followed him toward the door, my gut already telling me who it was before Jack even opened it.And I was right.Standing on the doorstep were my parents.My mother, looking as poised as ever in a tailored coat, held her usual unreadable expression, though her eyes betrayed something colder—determination. My father, standing beside her, l
One Careless Night Eighty - Seven
I stood outside my mother’s house, my heart pounding with a mix of anger and determination. This was long overdue.For too long, she had manipulated me, controlled my life, and played her twisted games, believing I would always be too blind or too weak to stand up to her.Not anymore.I adjusted my coat, placed a hand over my belly protectively, and finally knocked.Seconds later, the door swung open, revealing my mother standing there in a silk robe, a surprised look flashing across her face. She masked it quickly, though, replacing it with that usual cold, unreadable expression.“Sophia,” she said smoothly, stepping aside. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”I stepped inside without waiting for an invitation. “Oh, I’m sure you didn’t.”She closed the door, crossing her arms as she studied me. “You look well. Settling into your new life, I assume?”I let out a dry laugh. “Cut the act, Mother. We both know why I’m here.”She sighed, feigning disinterest. “Enlighten me.”I took a step clo
One Careless Night Eighty - Six
The weight of the day sat heavy on my shoulders as I stepped into Alex’s house. I had come here for one reason—to pack my things and leave. Everything between us had already shattered beyond repair, and after what happened with Rachel, I needed to be far away from all of it.But the second I walked in, I knew something was wrong.Rachel’s voice rang out, sharp and laced with fury.“You don’t get to act like you’re the victim here, Alex!” she snapped.I froze, my grip tightening on my bag.Alex’s voice followed, low and seething. “I’m the victim? You’ve been playing games from the start, Rachel! Lying to everyone, twisting the truth—”“Oh, don’t act so innocent.” She let out a bitter laugh. “You knew exactly what we were doing that night.”My heart stopped.What night?I stepped further into the room, and that’s when they both noticed me.Rachel’s eyes flicked to mine, a smirk creeping onto her lips despite the tension in the room. “Oh, Sophia,” she drawled. “Perfect timing.”Alex’s fa
One Careless Night Eighty - Five
The drive to the hospital was tense, filled with an unspoken storm of emotions. I sat in the backseat while Jack drove, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought he might break a tooth. Rachel sat in the passenger seat, arms crossed, her expression unreadable. But I could tell she was nervous.Good.Because I wasn’t backing down this time. No more lies. No more manipulations. The truth was coming whether she liked it or not.Jack pulled into the hospital parking lot, cutting the engine abruptly. Without a word, he got out, slamming the door shut. I followed suit, my heart pounding as Rachel slowly stepped out, hesitation written all over her face.Jack didn’t wait for her. He stormed ahead, pushing through the hospital doors. I trailed behind, keeping my eyes on Rachel. If she was going to try something, I wanted to catch her before she did.At the reception desk, Jack wasted no time. “We need a paternity test. Now.”The receptionist blinked, startled by his directness. “Uh, sir, you’ll n
One Careless Night Eighty - Four
An hour later, I arrived at the café, my heart pounding in my chest. I had chosen a table near the window, one where I could see Rachel approaching before she saw me. I needed those few seconds to read her, to prepare myself for whatever lies she might try to spin.The door chimed, and I spotted her immediately. Rachel walked in with the same confidence she always carried, her lips curving into a practiced smile. If I hadn’t known better, I would have thought she was genuinely happy to see me.But I did know better.She slid into the seat across from me, setting her purse down beside her. “You look tense,” she observed, tilting her head. “I’m guessing this isn’t just about Jack.”I forced a small, tight-lipped smile. “No, it’s not.” I leaned forward slightly. “Tell me, Rachel, how long have you been working with my mother?”For a split second, something flickered in her eyes—surprise, maybe even guilt. But she recovered quickly, letting out a soft chuckle. “Working with her?” she repe
One Careless Night Eighty - Three
Silence settled over the room like a thick fog.My mother recovered first, smoothing down the front of her blouse as if my presence was nothing more than a mild inconvenience. “Sophia,” she said, her voice neutral but her eyes cold. “You should be resting.”I crossed my arms. “And you should stop deciding my life for me.”She arched a brow. “Everything I do is for you.”I let out a hollow laugh. “You paid Rachel to do something, you’re scheming over Jack’s wealth, and now you’re here telling Alex what to do with me. Tell me, Mother, where exactly do I fit into your plans?”Her lips pressed into a thin line, but she didn’t answer.Alex leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. His expression was unreadable, but there was a flicker of something in his gaze—guilt? Frustration? I wasn’t sure.“Sophia,” he started, his tone careful.I turned to him, my anger burning hotter. “And you,” I snapped. “You really expect me to believe you care after what I just heard?”A muscle in his jaw
