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19. Death Warrant I
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One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 20. Death Warrant II
~Lucas~ The sweat poured down my back as I pushed myself to run faster on the treadmill. Even now, I was still reeling from last night. I couldn’t believe I’d actually apologized to Sienna. I’d let her see the part of me I’d sworn no one else would. Not since… her. The last woman who got close enough to see that side of me took my trust and crushed it. She left me cold, guarded, a cold-hearted jerk, if I’m being honest.... and with walls I swore no one would ever get through again. But with Sienna, things felt different. Losing her felt like losing a part of myself. The realization was both terrifying and grounding. I can't afford to lose her, not yet. I caught sight of her finishing her workout and heading to the women’s restroom. My gaze followed her without thinking, she wore a fitted, low-cut athletic tank top, its thin straps leaving her shoulders bare, and the neckline dipping just enough to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage. The material clung to her curves, acce
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 21. Invite
~Lucas~ My father was already seated in the courtyard when we arrived, comfortably lounging on a sleek teakwood chair with his legs crossed and an expensive glass of Imperial Murex Reserve wine on the table before him. The bottle itself was perched nearby, its polished glass catching the light—a reminder of his penchant for flaunting wealth in every little detail. He looked perfectly at home, one arm resting lazily along the back of his chair as he gazed out over the view of manicured gardens and trimmed hedges beyond the villa. His usual entourage flanked him: two guards with stone-faced expressions and, standing just beside his chair, was Clarke Duncan, his PA. I hadn’t seen her since my return to Bellmore. I’d thought she resigned, but it turns out that was just wishful thinking. I couldn’t help but scoff under my breath, but I forced myself to keep my expression neutral as I climbed out of the car. Sienna, on the other hand, looked more uneasy. I kept my irritation at her in
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~Sienna~ As I walked over, I noticed Lucas and his father exchanging quick, tense whispers, their eyes darting briefly toward me. Curiosity prickled at me, and I couldn’t resist approaching, still reeling from their earlier, hushed exchange. So even the picture-perfect Jones family has its share of cracks, I thought to myself. Who would’ve guessed? When I got closer, Richard’s face softened, and he greeted me with that familiar warmth, though I could see a flicker of something else beneath the surface. “Selena,” he said, the nickname flowing as smoothly as the wine he was holding—a label that read Imperial Murex Reserve. I recognized it immediately; it was one of the most premium, expensive wines on the market. I glanced at Lucas, hoping he’d give me some clue about what was going on, but his expression remained guarded, unreadable. Richard signaled to Clarke and she approached extending a slip of paper toward me, ivory-colored with a gold crest embossed at the top—a formal invit
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 23. Lincoln Bell
~Sienna~ The tension wrapped around us like a live wire. Lucas’s arm was wrapped protectively around my waist, and I could feel his grip tighten as he squared off against Lincoln Bell. The air between them was thick, sharp, and electric. This wasn’t just corporate rivalry—it was deeply personal. “Good to see you here, Mr. Lincoln Bell,” Lucas’s voice cut through the noise, his tone sharp enough to slice glass. “Though it would be better if you weren’t so focused on my date.” Lincoln’s eyes flicked to where Lucas’s hand gripped my waist, a slow smirk spreading across his face as if amused by Lucas’s attempt at dominance. “Well, Mr. Jones, with a stunning woman like this, I can hardly be blamed, can I?” His tone was smooth, laced with challenge, and I felt my pulse quicken as he looked me over, as if sizing me up. I fought the urge to roll my eyes, feeling like a pawn between two powerful men. I’d known about their rivalry, but after the debacle last week, it had become an all-out
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~Sienna~ Lucas and I had left the gala in silence yesterday, and the chill of it lingered around us like an unseen force. We still hadn’t spoken, and now I was stuck wondering how I’d ever break through his defenses again. This morning, I could hardly look at him at breakfast. He was like a storm cloud in that hoodie, brooding and sharp, refusing to even glance my way. And sure, I wanted to sort things out, but there was another more pressing matter—the promise of daily payments, none of which had shown up in my account. By noon, I gathered enough courage to confront him, finding him by the pool, basking in the summer sun like he owned not only the villa but also the sky, the weather, and maybe even the entire universe. He was sprawled back, one arm lazily stretched along the pool's edge, the other resting as he casually sipped on a glass of some iced drink that sparkled as much as he seemed to think he did. “Lucas!” I called out, trying to keep my tone even, but the way he barel
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~Sienna~ By the time I made it to Weston Corp, my nerves were already frazzled from Lucas’s antics. My feet ached from rushing down the uneven pavement in heels clearly not meant for power-walking, and my blouse clung uncomfortably to my back. The day could only improve from here—or so I thought. As I pushed open the glass doors to the main office, I was greeted by the familiar hum of employees rushing around with files, answering phones, and typing furiously. The sleek black-and-white interior gleamed under the soft overhead lights, a hallmark of Weston’s aesthetic. But there was an unfamiliar tension in the air, a feeling that everyone was on edge. When I reached the design department, it became clear why. A tall woman stood at the front of the room, clipboard in hand, her eyes scanning the room like a hawk circling its prey. Her jet-black hair was slicked back into a severe bun, and she wore a dark green power suit that somehow looked even more imposing than Lucas’s usual en
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~Sienna~ The glossy photos trembled slightly in my hands as I flipped through them. Each one told a story I wasn’t ready to face. There was a picture of Lucas and me at the hospital—his hand gripping mine firmly. Another of us standing outside my apartment, his face close to mine, caught in an intimate moment. Then the gym—his arm possessively around my waist. My stomach churned as I reached the last few. At the gala, Lucas and I walking hand-in-hand down the red carpet. The flash of cameras illuminated his stern profile, while my veil obscured most of my face. How? How did someone get these? I shuffled through them again, my heart pounding harder with every image. Whoever had taken these pictures had been following us from the very beginning. The earliest ones dated back to the day I’d announced my engagement to Lucas. This wasn’t a coincidence. Whoever this was had been close enough to capture moments no outsider should’ve seen. Someone who knew where Lucas lived. Someone who
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~Lucas~ The night was dragging, and I didn’t mind dragging Sienna along with it. She needed a reminder that her antics over the weekend weren’t going to go unnoticed—or unpunished. Sending her out at 10 PM for something as simple as a suit? Perfect. Watching her scowl, yell, and stomp her feet like an angry toddler was entertaining enough to justify the effort. The hurt Sienna had inflicted on me over the weekend gnawed at me. I couldn’t forget that twisted smile on Lincoln Bell’s smug, arrogant face and the way she was grinning foolishly with him. And the fact that I had let my guard down for Sienna hurt even more. I thought she was going to be different. After five years of being single, I was finally recovering from the wounds my ex left behind, but she had managed to reopen them with her stupidity. I scoffed loudly, slamming the report on my desk with more force than necessary. The thought of everything grated my nerves. Derrick, on the other hand, was less amused. He sat acr
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One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 102: Epilogue
~Sienna~The breeze in Bellmore carried a sense of renewal, a symbol of survival after the storm. Lucas had arranged a Thanksgiving ceremony in the grand hall of Weston Corp to celebrate life, family, and the company’s resilience. Everyone was present—his mother Angelina, his sister Lexa, the board of directors, my dad, Hannah, Derrick, and all members of Weston.It was a full-circle moment.Lucas stood at the podium, his voice steady and filled with gratitude.“Today, we’re not just giving thanks for Weston’s survival, but for the people who make it what it is. This company has weathered unimaginable storms, but through faith, perseverance, and love, we are standing here stronger than ever. I thank God for this moment and for the extraordinary people who made it possible.”As the applause echoed, Lucas stepped down, his gaze locking with mine. My heart raced when he took my hand, guiding me to the center of the room.He spoke again, his voice now softer but just as firm.“And there’
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 101. Final War III
~Sienna~ I turned slowly, my heart pounding in my chest. There he was, standing just yards away, his gun still raised, his expression unreadable. His men fanned out behind him, a wall of black suits and cold stares. Lucas immediately stepped in front of me, shielding me with his body. The rigid set of his shoulders told me he was ready to fight to the death if it came to that. “Stay behind me,” Lucas murmured, his voice low and protective. “Lincoln...” I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to steady my emotions. Lincoln’s eyes narrowed as he took in the scene—the cars, the people, Irena's dead body. His gaze lingered on me for a moment before flicking to Lucas. “You just don’t know when to give up, do you, Jones?” Lincoln said, his lips curling into a bitter smirk. “First, you barge into my mansion, and now you think you can just walk out of here with my sister? Bold of you.” “She’s not your property, Lincoln,” Lucas shot back, his voice steady but full of rage.
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 100. Final War II
[ Next Day— Washington DC]~Sienna~I sat by the window, staring at the sunrise with Madi curled up on my lap, her small arms draped lazily over my waist. I absently rubbed my stomach, my thoughts consumed by Lucas. It had been over a week since I was torn from Bellmore, from him, and every day felt heavier than the last."I hope you’re okay, Lucas," I whispered under my breath, my gaze shifting to my growing belly. I smiled faintly, running my fingers over the slight curve. How happy you’ll be to know I carry your child.The thought brought a glimmer of joy despite everything. According to the scan I did shortly after arriving in Washington, I was three months along. The small swell of my stomach was starting to become visible. I couldn’t help but wonder how Lucas would react—his joy, his smile, the protective way he’d hold me.I glanced at Madi, her ginger hair soft under my touch, but the weight of my worries pulled me back to reality. I had made arrangements be
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 99. Final War I
~Lincoln~Lucas had just left, but the tension he brought with him still clung to the air like a storm that refused to pass. His rage was palpable, and it left a heavy tension in the room.I sat down heavily in my chair, pouring myself another drink, the amber liquid catching the dim light of the room. I swirled it in the glass, thinking about the fire in his eyes, the determination in his voice.He loved her. That much was clear. And she loved him.But I can’t let them be together.Not after what the Jones family did to ours.I tipped back the glass, letting the whiskey burn its way down my throat, but it didn’t drown the guilt clawing at my insides. I hate that I have to do this—tear her away from the man she loves, the father of her unborn child.But I have to.I have no choice.I hate that I’m the villain in her story, the one forcing her into a life she didn’t ask for.Yet I would rather be the villain than watch her suffer the same fate as our parents. She’s in Washington now,
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 98. The Message
~Lucas~“You’re delusional, you can't break us apart," I growled, shaking my head.“You think you’re protecting her, but you’re just using her to justify your own hatred. Sienna deserves better than this.”Lincoln’s eyes glinted dangerously as he stepped forward, the guards around us tensing.“I’ll give you credit for your dedication, Lucas. But love isn’t enough. Not when it comes to my sister.”“She’s not just your sister!” I shot back. “She’s the woman I love, and I’ll fight for her no matter what. You don’t get to decide who she’s with.”“And I’ll fight to make sure she’s not with you,” Lincoln snapped, his composure finally cracking. He tossed the cigar onto the floor and crushed it beneath his heel. I took another step forward, my chest heaving with anger. The tension between us was thick, the air crackling with unspoken threats. “If you don’t hand her over right now, you’ll regret my next action.”Lincoln laughed, the sound sharp and condescending. “Seriously? We both know y
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 97. The Visit
~Lucas~It had been over a week since I last heard Sienna’s voice.A week of restless nights, unanswered questions, and a gnawing emptiness that refused to leave me. I’d looked for her everywhere—called every contact I could think of, chased down every lead—but nothing. It was as if she had vanished off the face of the earth.Derrick stood beside me, flipping through the agenda for the meeting we had arranged with several potential investors. Weston was bleeding, and if I didn’t secure their confidence, the company would collapse within weeks.“You need to focus,” Derrick said, his voice firm but not unkind. “I know your mind’s elsewhere, but this meeting is critical. If we lose more investors, Weston’s done for.”I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to push my thoughts of Sienna to the back of my mind. She would want me to keep fighting—for the company, for everything my family built.The meeting itself was a blur of presentations, numbers, and strategic promises. Derrick took the l
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 96. Prisoner
Two Weeks Later ~Sienna~Two weeks. It had been two weeks of silence, isolation, and confinement. Two weeks since I had seen the outside world.Lincoln had kept me locked in this house, surrounded by opulence but caged like a bird. The maids attended to my every need, but their kindness didn’t stop the loneliness from creeping in like a shadow. They tiptoed around me, avoiding eye contact as if afraid to get too close. And my phone—my only connection to the outside world—had been seized after Lincoln caught me trying to call Lucas.I hadn’t heard from him since.The nurse had just finished checking on me, her clipboard held close to her chest as she observed me silently. I sat on the edge of the bed, fidgeting with my fingers, waiting for her to finish her examination. "Are you done?" I asked, breaking the silence.She hesitated for a moment, then nodded.“Yes, Miss Wilde. I am.”“And?” I pressed, my brows furrowed.“What’s wrong with me? Why have I been fe
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 95. Funeral
A Week Later ~Lucas~ The backyard of the family mansion was shrouded in silence, save for the occasional sniffles and murmurs of mourning. The air was heavy with grief, and the scent of freshly turned earth mingled with the faint perfume of lilies, the flowers Mom and Lexa clutched tightly in their hands. Dressed in black, they stood by my father’s grave, their faces streaked with tears. Mom’s usually confident demeanor was gone, replaced by raw, unfiltered heartbreak. Lexa stood beside her, her arm around her shoulders, trying to keep it together, but the tears kept falling. The ceremony had been short and somber. Friends and associates of the Jones family had gathered to pay their respects, but as the sun began to set, they trickled away one by one. Now, it was just the three of us. Mom gently placed a bouquet of white lilies on the grave, her fingers trembling. “Goodbye, Richard,” she whispered, her voice breaking. Lexa sobbed softly, brushing
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 94. Last Moment
~Lucas~The hospital room was cold and sterile, its fluorescent lights casting an unnatural glow over everything. The quiet hum of the machines monitoring my father’s fragile heartbeat was the only sound in the room, their rhythm a cruel reminder of how fragile his life had become. I sat slumped in the chair beside his bed, my elbows resting on my knees, my head in my hands.I hadn’t slept all night, too afraid to close my eyes. His breathing had grown weaker with each passing hour, and the thought of losing him—of hearing that final, shuddering breath—terrified me.Dad’s frail frame looked so small against the white sheets, a ghost of the man he once was. This was the man who had commanded boardrooms, who had stood tall and proud as the CEO of Weston Corp.But now, his skin was ashen, his once piercing eyes dull and unfocused.I rested my head against the edge of the bed, trying to process the whirlwind of emotions that had consumed me since yesterday. The chaos of the anniversary r
