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One Careless Night Sixty Five
When I got home, the weight of the confrontation at the station still pressed heavily on my chest. My mother’s words echoed in my mind, each syllable laced with anger and judgment. I slammed the door behind me, my steps firm as I made my way to the living room where she sat, sipping tea like nothing had happened. She glanced up at me, her face composed, as if the firestorm she had unleashed didn’t exist. “Why, Mom?” I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of fury and disbelief. “Why would you go to the police? Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” She set her cup down with a deliberate slowness, her gaze sharp but calm. “I did what any mother would do to protect her daughter.” “Protect me?” I laughed bitterly, crossing my arms. “Don’t pretend this is about me. You’ve been trying to destroy Jack from the start. What’s your plan, Mom? What are you really after?” Her lips pressed into a thin line, and for a moment, I thought she wouldn’t answer. Then, she sighed, gesturing
Last Updated : 2025-01-15One 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?"
Last Updated : 2024-06-16One Careless Night Four
The next day, as we loaded the last of the boxes into the car, my nerves were on edge. Jack arrived to help with the move, his presence making my heart flutter. I avoided his gaze, focusing on the task at hand. When I saw him and my mother holding hands my skin crawled. I couldn't decipher my feelings - disgust or jealousy? I busied myself with packing, but the image of them together kept haunting me. I had to remind myself why I was doing this, why I had to keep it together. My mother's happiness was at stake, and I couldn't let my emotions get in the way.Rachel showed up later, her usual cheerful demeanor a stark contrast to the turmoil inside me. She gave me a supportive smile, and I felt a bit of my resolve strengthen. “Hey, need any help?” she asked, already grabbing a box. “Thanks,” I muttered, grateful for her presence. As we continued packing, Jack approached me, his expression unreadable. “Sophia, can we talk?”I stiffened but nodded. “Sure,” I said, putting down the bo
Last Updated : 2024-06-16One Careless Night Five
Rachel and I slipped away to one of the many guest rooms, closing the door behind us. Rachel turned to me, her face serious. “Sophia, what's going on? You can’t keep this bottled up. It’s eating you alive.”I sank onto the bed, burying my face in my hands. “I know, but what am I supposed to do? If I tell her, it will destroy her.” Rachel sat beside me, her voice gentle but firm. “You don’t have to tell her if you don't want to. But can you cope living under the same roof with him?" I looked up, tears in my eyes. “I don't think I know how to deal with this." Rachel took a deep breath. “Maybe you should try talking to Jack again. He needs to understand how this is affecting you. Maybe he can help find a way to make this easier.” I shook my head, feeling hopeless. “I tried, Rachel. He just wants to forget it happened. But I can’t forget. Every time I see them together, it’s like a knife in my heart.” Rachel squinted her eyes at me. “Sophia, do you have feelings for Jack?" I shoo
Last Updated : 2024-06-16One Careless Night Six
As the days went by, I struggled to conceal my emotions. Living under the same roof as Jack and my mother made it so difficult, as i couldn't escape the pain of seeing them together. I am forced everyday, to watch as my mother and Jack laughed together, their chemistry undeniable. I felt a pang in my chest, a mix of jealousy and longing. How could my mother be so oblivious to the way i felt?Rachel, noticing my distress, suggested a night out to take my mind off things. We headed to a trendy bar in town, where Rachel knew the owner. As we sipped our cocktails, I felt a bit relaxed. That's when i saw him - a tall, dark-haired man with piercing hazel eyes, laughing with the bartender.As our eyes met, I immediately felt a jolt of electricity and quickly looked away, trying to brush off the feeling. But I couldn't help sneaking glances at the mysterious handsome stranger. He too was watching me with an intensity that made my skin prickle."Sophia?" Rachel's voice called softly.I looked
Last Updated : 2024-07-31One Careless Night Seven
The kiss with Jack was intense and passionate, my whole body responded to him in a way like never before. But for crissake he was my mother's husband, my stepfather! What in the world was I doing?I tried to push him away, but Jack held me tight, his arms wrapping around me like a vice. His lips moved against mine, demanding and insistent. I felt a surge of resistance, but my body betrayed me, melting into his touch.As we kissed, the room around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in a sea of tension and desire. I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything but feel.And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, Jack pulled away, his chest heaving with emotion. We stood there, panting, our eyes locked in a fierce stare."What are you doing, Jack?" I whispered, my voice shaking with emotion.Jack's eyes burned with intensity. "I'm showing you how I feel, Sophia. I'm tired of pretending."I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized the truth. Jack's feelings f
Last Updated : 2024-07-31
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One Careless Night Sixty Five
When I got home, the weight of the confrontation at the station still pressed heavily on my chest. My mother’s words echoed in my mind, each syllable laced with anger and judgment. I slammed the door behind me, my steps firm as I made my way to the living room where she sat, sipping tea like nothing had happened. She glanced up at me, her face composed, as if the firestorm she had unleashed didn’t exist. “Why, Mom?” I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of fury and disbelief. “Why would you go to the police? Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” She set her cup down with a deliberate slowness, her gaze sharp but calm. “I did what any mother would do to protect her daughter.” “Protect me?” I laughed bitterly, crossing my arms. “Don’t pretend this is about me. You’ve been trying to destroy Jack from the start. What’s your plan, Mom? What are you really after?” Her lips pressed into a thin line, and for a moment, I thought she wouldn’t answer. Then, she sighed, gesturing
One Careless Night Sixty Four
I sat frozen, staring at my phone long after Jack had hung up. My mind raced, replaying his words over and over. My mother had gone to the police. She wasn’t just trying to hurt Jack—she was trying to destroy him.But what about me? What would happen when they started asking questions? The truth wasn’t just messy—it was a minefield. One wrong move, one slip of the tongue, and everything could explode.I needed to act. Now.Grabbing my jacket, I hurried out of the house, barely registering the biting wind against my skin. My mind was set—I needed to get to the station. I couldn’t leave Jack to face this alone.The ride there felt endless, each minute dragging as I rehearsed what I might say. How could I explain this? How could I protect him—and myself—without making everything worse?When I arrived, the building loomed in front of me like a fortress. My legs felt like lead as I pushed through the doors.“Can I help you?” a stern-looking officer asked from behind the counter.“I’m here
One Careless Night Sixty Three
It had been a few days since Jack and I had last spoken. He was probably trying to prepare himself for the inevitable—Karen's decision to end things officially. A part of him thought he would receive a divorce letter, and he was ready for it. After all, there wasn’t much left to salvage in this mess we both had created.But when the letter came, it wasn’t from a lawyer. It was from the police.Jack sat at his desk, staring at the envelope in disbelief. His heart pounded as he tore it open and read the contents.“You are hereby requested to appear at the Central Police Station regarding allegations filed against you involving your stepdaughter, Sophia—”The rest of the words blurred as his mind raced. Allegations? My stepdaughter? The implications hit him like a freight train, and Ihefelt the air leave his lungs.This had to be a mistake.His hands trembled as he set the letter down, his thoughts in chaos. Who had done this? How had this gotten out? Karen—she wouldn’t… would she?The t
One Careless Night Sixty Two
It had been days since my last conversation with Jack, and I was still navigating the emotional storm it had left behind. The weight of my mother’s expectations, Jack’s unwavering stance, and the impending reality of the baby were more than I could bear. But the thought that kept reoccurring the most was our initmate time together. It was so good, I replayed it several times, and somehow wished I could go back to him and do it all over again. The silence in the house was both a blessing and a curse, giving me too much time to think. What was going to happen after my mother and Jack get divorced? Will Jack and I be able to be together? Or was that a dream that would never come true?When the doorbell rang that afternoon, I wasn’t expecting anyone. I hesitated for a moment before opening the door, my heart sinking the instant I saw Alex standing there.“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended.Alex stood there, looking as confident as ever, but there was so
One Careless Night Sixty One
The dim light of the bedroom cast shadows on the walls, and the world outside seemed to fade away as Jack gently set me down on the bed. His touch was tender, his gaze unwavering as if he were memorizing every detail of this moment.“Sophia...” he whispered again, his voice a mixture of longing and restraint.I reached for him, pulling him closer, silencing his hesitation with another kiss. The intensity grew, and for a while, everything else ceased to exist—no secrets, no lies, no guilt. Just us.My breath hissed in wonder at the sensation of him inside me, it has been a while since we were together like this. It had been a very long time since i'd been on top, and I liked it. I rocjed my hips down over his cock, and got rewarded by a low grunt from Jack. Encouraged, I swirled my hips over his in circular motions that reminded me how big he was, how well he filled me, how good he felt inside me. My hands moved to his chest, teasing his nipples as I rocked gently atop him."Touch me,
One Careless Night Sixty
Jack guided me to the couch, his arm still loosely wrapped around my shoulders. The weight of the world felt lighter in his presence, even if only for a little while.“I told her, Jack,” I said softly, breaking the silence. “About my feelings for you. About us... and now she’s demanding I keep the baby and do whatever she says.”He let out a low, frustrated sigh. “Karen doesn’t forgive easily. She’s definitely up to something.”I nodded, tears welling up again. “I don’t know what to do. I agreed to her terms because I just wanted her to stop looking at me like I’m a stranger, like I ruined everything.”Jack leaned back, running a hand over his face. “Sophia, you didn’t ruin everything. I—” He stopped, his jaw tightening. “I should’ve stopped this before it got to this point. You’re in the middle of a storm I helped create.”I reached for his hand, squeezing it tightly. “Don’t do that. We’re in this together. I don’t regret the baby or what we had, Jack, no matter how complicated thing
One Careless Night Fifty Nine
I sat nervously at the edge of the couch in the living room, my hands trembling as I waited for my mother to join me. I had pleaded with her to have a word. All through last night I couldn't sleep, I couldn't bear the fact that my mother was hurting because of me and my selfish actions.The air was thick with tension, and as the door to the living room creeked opened, my heart jumped. When Karen finally walked in, her presence was as commanding as ever—poised, but her eyes sharp and unreadable.Karen’s gaze swept over me, lingering for a second too long before she sat across from me. “What is this about, Sophia?” she asked coolly, folding her hands akimbo.I swallowed hard, suddenly unsure of how to begin. “Mom... I wanted to talk about everything. About the baby. About us.”Karen’s lips thinned, but she didn’t interrupt.“I’ve been thinking,” I began, my voice faltering. “I’ve been thinking about what you said, about how I’ve hurt you, how I’ve destroyed everything.” I hesitated, wa
One Careless Night Fifty Eight
Jack’s face hardened, and he took a step toward her, but Karen held her ground. “This isn’t just about you, Jack. You don’t get to ruin our family, and then sit there and act like it’s all just going to blow over. You have no idea what this has done to Sophia—what this is doing to me.”“I didn’t mean for it to get this far,” Jack muttered, his voice quieter now, though there was no apology in it.Karen shook her head, her heart racing with the pain of it all. “You never meant for it to get this far, Jack. You had an affair with my own daughter, under my very nose and you're acting like you had no choice. But you had choices. You always had choices.”Jack’s jaw tightened as he looked at her. “I didn’t ask for this. But I didn’t want to lose you. I didn’t want to lose Sophia. And now I don’t know what to do.”“Well, you don’t have to worry about that anymore,” Karen snapped, stepping back, her hand pressed to her forehead as she tried to hold back tears. “I don’t know who you are anymor
One Careless Night Fifty Seven
I retreated to my room, the weight of my mother’s words pressing down on me like a suffocating fog. Her anger was justified, her pain palpable. I wanted to undo everything, to take back the confession that had shattered her world, but it was too late.The house was so quiet, every sound seemed amplified—the creak of the floorboards, the tick of the clock, the low hum of the refrigerator. It was suffocating.I sat on my bed, staring at my phone. Then I decided to call Jack. The secret we’d kept for so long was no longer just ours.My hands trembled as I dialed his number, he was just doors away but I couldn't face him to tell him what I had done.“Jack,” I whispered, my voice shaky as soon as he picked.“Sophia,” he said, his tone laced with tension. “What’s wrong?”“I told her,” I admitted, my throat tightening.There was a pause, and then, “You what?”“I told my mother everything,” I said, my voice breaking. “About us. About the baby. She knows, Jack.”I heard him inhale sharply, fol
