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One Careless Night Forty - Eight
I stood there, frozen, Alex’s words echoing in my mind. The weight of the ultimatum settled heavily over me, tightening like a vice around my heart. It was hard to believe that everything between us—all the trust, all the closeness—had been built on a lie. He’d known all along who I was, known he could use me to exact his revenge.Yet there was something more chilling in his parting threat, something that hinted at a side of Alex I’d never seen. This wasn’t just a vendetta against Jack; he’d twisted our past into a weapon, leaving me with no way out. My own secrets, things I’d never meant to share with anyone, were now in his hands, poised to be exposed.Back home, I tried to steady myself, clutching my phone as if it could somehow give me strength. My mind was racing, desperate to find some solution, some way to protect Jack from Alex’s plans. But my choices were clear, and either path led to betrayal. For a moment, I considered telling Jack everything. But the thought of his reacti
Last Updated : 2024-11-09One Careless Night Forty - Nine
The text from Alex tightened the knot in my stomach, making my hands tremble as I clutched the phone. Three days. It was a short deadline for a choice that could unravel my life, my family, everything.I spent the rest of the morning feeling trapped, my mind racing with conflicting thoughts. I’d told Jack, and that was a relief, but now Alex knew I had only a few days to comply. If he found out I’d broken his warning and involved Jack, there was no telling how far he’d go to carry out his threats.That evening, Jack returned from a long day, looking more tired than usual. I watched him move through the house, noticing the weight of this new truth sinking into him. When he finally approached me in the living room, there was a strange determination in his eyes.“I spoke to Margaret,” he said, his voice steady but strained. “She lied. Alex is not my son.”I felt a mixture of relief wash over me. "Really?"Jack nodded in response as he took a seat beside me, exhaling deeply as he rubbed h
Last Updated : 2024-11-11One Careless Night Fifty
The laughter faded, leaving an unspoken tension lingering in the room, but for now, it felt comforting to have my mother’s support. I looked over at Jack, who shifted uncomfortably, his gaze dropping to the floor. He knew, as I did, that eventually, the truth would have to come out. But in this moment, having my mother’s encouragement brought a strange sense of calm.As the evening wore on, my mother began to ask gentle questions about how I was feeling, what my plans might look like, and whether I’d considered any next steps. She offered ideas about support, connecting me with her doctor, and even mentioned a friend of hers who’d been through a similar situation in her youth. Her presence was reassuring, filling the spaces of uncertainty with a steady warmth.Jack, however, remained mostly silent, watching the interaction between my mother and me with a guarded expression. I knew he was weighing the impact of this truth—and how much more complicated things would become once the full
Last Updated : 2024-11-13One Careless Night Chapter Fifty - One
Alex's expression hardens, and he leans forward, resting his elbows on the table. "Sophia, you're playing with fire. Do you really think you can control this? That Jack can?"I swallow hard, my hands gripping the edge of my chair. "I don't have a choice right now, Alex. Everything is so... tangled. If I tell her the truth now, it'll destroy her."His eyes narrow, and for a moment, he just stares at me, his jaw tightening. "And what about when she finds out on her own? Because she will. Secrets like this don’t stay buried forever."I look away, the weight of his words sinking into my chest like stones. "I know that," I whisper. "I know how messy this is. Don't tell her. Please, Alex."He leans back, crossing his arms, his expression unreadable. "I owe you no loyalty, Sophia . I have done the best I can for you. Jack's not my biological father, but he is still a very wealthy man." He trails off, a smirk forming on his face.I flinch at the sharpness in his tone but keep my gaze steady.
Last Updated : 2024-12-03One Careless Night Fifty - Two
The restaurant was elegant, dimly lit, with soft jazz music playing in the background. Jack sat at the head of the table, his eyes flickering between I and my mother. Karen had called him at the office to inform him of the dinner date she had made reservation for the family.“I thought it would be nice,” Karen said, her voice a little too sweet, “for the three of us to have dinner together. To, you know, clear the air. A lot has happened lately.”Jack forced a smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. Had Sophia said something? Has she told Karen the truth? —No, Sophia wouldn't. His mind drifts back to his main worry. Twenty million dollars? Time was ticking, and he still didn't know what to do.Sitting to Jack's right, I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. The tension tonight was unbearable. My mother's impromptu dinner date has given me a cause to worry. Did she know the truth? Has she found out?My eyes flickered nervously between Jack and Karen, but I stayed silent, opting to let the co
Last Updated : 2024-12-03One Careless Night Fifty Three
Her question lingered in the air, each word slicing through the tension like a blade. My throat tightened, and I struggled to meet her gaze. Was there something I wasn’t telling her? Everything, in fact. The affair. The secrets. The baby. My entire world felt like it was unraveling at the seams, and I was the thread pulling it apart.“I…” My voice faltered. Jack’s gaze was burning into me, silent but commanding. His grip on his glass tightened to the point I thought it might shatter. Karen’s eyes were pleading yet sharp, searching for an answer she probably didn’t want to hear. I swallowed hard, trying to gather the courage to speak.“Nothing, Mom,” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I just feel overwhelmed. That’s all.”Karen leaned back slightly, her lips pressing into a thin line. She didn’t seem convinced, and the weight of her disappointment crushed me. “Overwhelmed?” she echoed, her tone tinged with disbelief. “Sophia, if something is going on, I need you to tell
Last Updated : 2024-12-06One Careless Night Fifty - Four
"Your time is almost up, Jack. $20 million, or the truth comes out. You have until midnight."“Jack…” Karen’s voice was barely a whisper, trembling with disbelief. “What is this? Who’s blackmailing you?”Jack slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a sudden halt at the side of the road. The tires screeched, and my heart lurched in my chest. “Karen, give me the phone,” he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.“No.” Karen held the phone tightly, her eyes blazing with anger now. “You’re being blackmailed for twenty million dollars? What truth are they threatening to expose?”“This isn’t the place,” Jack snapped, his voice taut with frustration. “We’ll talk about it when we get home.”“No!” Karen’s voice rose, her anger boiling over. “We’ll talk about it now, Jack. What are you hiding? What truth could possibly be worth twenty million dollars?”I shrank back in my seat, my heart pounding as I watched the scene unfold. Jack’s face was a mask of barely contained fury, and Karen’s determ
Last Updated : 2024-12-06One Careless Night Fifty Five
Inside the house, the tension was suffocating. Karen stormed upstairs without another word, her heels echoing on the wooden staircase. Jack lingered in the living room, his phone clutched in his hand. His shoulders slumped as though the weight of his secrets had finally become unbearable. I stood by the door, unsure whether to follow my mother or seize the opportunity and talk to Jack. My thoughts were spinning, but one thing was clear—this was spiraling out of control.Jack turned toward me, his face a mix of exhaustion and frustration. “Sophia, we need to talk.”The words sent a jolt through me. Slowly, I nodded, and he motioned for me to follow him into his study.The room was dimly lit, the faint smell of leather and cigar smoke clinging to the air. Jack closed the door behind us and sat heavily in the chair behind his desk. He gestured for me to sit across from him, but I remained standing, my arms crossed defensively.“What's the 20 million dollars about?” I asked, my voice sha
Last Updated : 2024-12-06
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One Careless Night One Hundred And Eleven
The wedding reception was nothing short of magical.The grand ballroom sparkled under the glow of golden chandeliers, casting a warm, romantic ambiance. Tables were adorned with elegant floral centerpieces, soft candlelight flickering between the crystal glasses and silverware. The scent of fresh roses and vanilla from the wedding cake lingered in the air, blending with the laughter and music.Jack and I sat at the beautifully decorated sweetheart table, watching as our guests mingled, sipped champagne, and danced to the soft jazz melody filling the room. The energy was electric, a perfect blend of sophistication and celebration.“I still can’t believe we’re finally married,” I whispered to Jack, squeezing his hand.He turned to me, his blue eyes filled with warmth. “Believe it my darling wife.”A rush of happiness coursed through me. “I love the sound of that.”Jack chuckled. “Get used to it.”We had just finished our first dance as husband and wife, and everything felt like a dream.
One Careless Night One Hundred And Ten
The wedding hall was a vision of elegance—golden chandeliers casting a warm glow, ivory drapes flowing like soft clouds, and the scent of fresh roses and peonies filling the air. Guests were already seated, their murmurs blending with the soft melody of a string quartet playing in the background.I walked through the corridors, my wedding gown trailing behind me, the intricate lace shimmering under the warm lights. Every step I took felt heavier than the last, not because of hesitation, but because of the weight of the moment.This was it.The moment I had dreamed of since I was a little girl.The moment I had planned for months, agonizing over every detail—the flowers, the venue, the dress, the guest list. And yet, it wasn’t the aesthetics that made this moment important. It was the man waiting for me at the altar. Jack.My mother held my hand gently as we reached the bridal suite. “Are you okay?” she asked, her gaze searching mine.I swallowed, nodding. “I’m fine.”But my voice wave
One Careless Night One Hundred And Nine
The garden terrace was tucked away behind the grand wedding venue, a quiet, secluded spot where guests would later mingle during cocktail hour. The scent of jasmine and fresh roses lingered in the air, the soft rustling of leaves the only sound as I stepped onto the stone pathway.Alex was already there.Dressed in a sharp suit, his dark hair still styled the way I remembered, he turned at the sound of my footsteps. His gaze swept over me, and for a moment, there was something unreadable in his eyes.“You came,” he said.I folded my hands in front of me, keeping my voice steady. “What do you want, Alex?”He let out a slow breath. “I needed to see you. Before you marry him.”Anger flared in my chest. “You’ve had months to see me. You waited until my wedding day?”His jaw tightened. “I know. And maybe I don’t deserve this moment. But I had to try.”“Try what, exactly?”His eyes darkened. “To tell you I still love you.”Silence crashed between us.I clenched my fists. “You don’t get to s
One Careless Night One Hundred And Eight
The wedding was just two days away, and every second felt like a blur of last-minute preparations. The venue was set, the guests had confirmed their attendance, and my dress was finally hanging in my room, ready for the big day.Yet, despite all the excitement, an undercurrent of nerves buzzed beneath my skin.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My heart pounded against my ribs, a mix of anticipation and anxiety.Karen, always attuned to my moods, plopped down beside me. “Alright, spill. What’s going on in that overthinking brain of yours?”I hesitated before sighing. “It just feels surreal, you know? After everything that’s happened, I can’t believe I’m actually getting my happily ever after.”Karen softened, squeezing my hand. “You deserve this, Sophie. Jack loves you. And after all the hell Rachel put you through, this wedding is your fresh start.”I nodded, exhaling slowly. “I know. I just—I want it to go perfectly.”She grinned. “Trust me, it will
One Careless Night One Hundred And Seven
Rachel groaned as the officers restrained her, pressing her wounded shoulder against the cold concrete. Her eyes burned with hatred as she glared up at me. "This isn't over," she spat, her voice shaking. "You think you’ve won? You haven’t. I’ll—"Jack stepped forward, his face an unreadable mask of fury. "You're done, Rachel," he said coldly. "You kidnapped Sophie, held her hostage, and threatened her life. You’re not getting out of this."Rachel’s lips trembled, her breathing uneven. "Jack, I—""Save it," Jefferson cut in, his voice as sharp as a blade. He nodded toward the officers. "Get her out of here."The police yanked Rachel to her feet, dragging her toward the exit. As she passed me, she leaned in, her voice a venomous whisper. "Enjoy this while it lasts, Sophie. Because sooner or later, your perfect little world will come crashing down."I didn’t flinch. I simply held her gaze, unshaken. "Goodbye, Rachel."And with that, they took her away.---Outside the warehouse, the cold
One Careless Night One Hundred And Six
I forced myself to stay calm, pushing past the terror threatening to consume me. Rachel had lost everything—her pride, her so-called love, her future. That made her dangerous.But I refused to let her win.I flexed my wrists again, twisting my fingers in slow, careful movements against the rough rope. Every second counted. Every movement had to be precise.The man who had taunted me walked away, leaving me under the watch of another. He was younger, hesitant, his grip on his gun less confident than the others.A weakness.Rachel turned back to me, her arms crossed as she smirked. "You know, Sophie, I thought about just killing you and being done with it."A shiver ran down my spine, but I didn’t let my fear show."But then," Rachel continued, pacing in front of me, "I realized something. Killing you would be too easy. Too quick." She leaned down, her face inches from mine. "I want you to suffer first. I want you to know what it feels like to lose everything."I glared at her, refusing
One Careless Night One Hundred And Five
My knees nearly buckled beneath me. I stared at Rachel, my mind struggling to process the sight before me. The girl who once shared my secrets, my laughter, my life—now stood before me as my captor, her arms crossed with a cruel smirk playing on her lips.“Surprised?” she taunted, tilting her head slightly. “You shouldn’t be. You had to know I wasn’t going to just sit back and watch you get everything you ever wanted.”My mouth went dry. “Rachel…” My voice came out barely above a whisper, filled with disbelief and betrayal. “Why?”Her smirk widened. “Oh, Sophie… Do you really need me to spell it out for you?” She took a slow, deliberate step toward me. “Jack was supposed to be mine. Your mother promised me, but you stole him from me.”I recoiled as if she had struck me. “That’s not true! You two were never together! Jack never loved you!”Rachel’s face twisted with rage. “That’s what you tell yourself, isn’t it?” she sneered. “Well, a deal is a deal.” Her nostrils flared as she clench
One Careless Night One Hundred And Four
The SUV sped through the streets, the city lights blurring past the tinted windows. My heart pounded so hard it hurt, my breaths coming in sharp, uneven gasps as panic clawed at my chest.I was kidnapped, just like in my dream. But this was worse on all levels.First it wasn't a dream this time, and my captors were more mean looking. Lastly, I had no idea who could have sent them.The realization sent a fresh wave of terror through me. My mind raced with questions—Who were these men? Where were they taking me? Why me? But I knew one thing for sure: I couldn’t let them take me without a fight.I twisted in my seat, trying to lunge toward the door, but the grip on my arm tightened painfully.“Try anything, and I’ll put a bullet in you,” the man beside me warned, his voice low and menacing.I froze, my breath hitching. His gloved hand tightened around a sleek black pistol, the barrel glinting under the dim overhead light. My body stiffened in fear.I had to think. I had to find a way out
One Careless Night One Hundred And Three
The weeks following our engagement were nothing short of magical. My heart swelled with happiness as Jack and I began planning our future together. Every morning, I woke up feeling grateful—grateful for my daughter, for my mended relationship with my mother, and for the love I shared with Jack.With our wedding date set, the excitement in the air was almost tangible. There was so much to do—venue selection, guest lists, cake tastings, floral arrangements—but the part I had been looking forward to the most was wedding dress shopping.And today, it was finally happening.With my baby left in the care of her trusted nanny, I set out for a day of wedding dress shopping with my mother. It felt surreal, especially considering how strained our relationship had once been. But now, things were different. We were healing, and today felt like another step toward solidifying our bond.As we arrived at the upscale bridal boutique, my mother reached for my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Are you
