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One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 35. The Returned
~Grant’s POV~ "Big brother? Aren't you eager to meet me?" I growled, my voice cutting through the air with a deliberate sharpness. Lucas Jones—the golden son—was trying to leave the meeting without acknowledging me. Not yet. He had to know me, had to understand that I wasn’t here to play games or warm a chair. From childhood, he had basked in everything I had been denied: the love, the care, the pride of a father. My mother always told me my dad was dead, weaving the lie so tightly into our lives that I never questioned it. She raised me on scraps of love and threads of survival, all the while shielding me from the truth—until a few weeks ago. That night, she sat me down, her face drawn and serious in a way that sent a chill down my spine. Her words came slowly, dripping with shame and resolve. She’d had an affair with her boss, my father. When she got pregnant, she refused to destroy his family—or me—and hid the truth, choosing a life of silence and sacrifice. But now, her boss—
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 36. Friendly But Not Nice
~Lucas~ Returning home from that chaotic family meeting was supposed to be a relief, but it didn’t last long. Any fleeting comfort was shattered by the reality of my new living arrangement. I had to share my home with my father’s bastard child. The thought alone made my blood boil. That Clarke—I swear to God I’ll deal with her. How bold of her to think she can just pluck a child from the pits of nowhere and present him as my father’s offspring. Did she even provide any evidence, or was my father just too sentimental in his old age to demand proof? And Grant—the audacity. The smug glint in his eyes during the meeting made my stomach churn. Bold of him to think I’d be threatened by his shiny new position as Vice President. Bold of him to think I’d allow the Jones family empire to fall into the hands of a bastard and his cheap, conniving mother. But no problem. Whatever their intentions, their schemes, I’ll deal with them. I’ll show them why I’m the firstborn son of the Jones family
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 37. The Death Of Me
~Lucas~ The moment we stepped into the house, the weight of the day settled heavily on my shoulders. The grandiose interiors of my villa, with its towering ceilings and pristine decor, felt colder than usual, even with the warm lighting casting golden hues across the marble floors. Derrick muttered something about checking on the night guards before disappearing down the hallway, leaving Sienna and me in silence. She didn’t say a word as she headed for her room, her heels clicking faintly against the polished floor. I stood there for a moment, watching her retreating figure. The tension radiating from her was almost tangible, gnawing at me with every step she took away. I just want my sweet, innocent Sienna back—the one who used to laugh without restraint, who wasn’t haunted by whatever shadow she now carried. I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I trudged to my own room. The spacious suite felt less like a sanctuary and more like a prison tonight. Dropping onto the edge
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 38. You're Beautiful
~Lucas~ My breath caught as I picked one up, my eyes narrowing. It was a picture of me. Another showed Sienna with me in the background, a candid moment I didn’t even remember. My heart pounded as I flipped through them. Who had taken these? And why was Sienna hiding them under her pillow? A cold dread settled in my chest as I realized the implications. These weren’t ordinary pictures—they felt invasive, threatening. Someone was watching us, and Sienna had known all along. I clenched the photos tightly, my jaw tightening as anger surged through me. Why didn’t she tell me? I glanced back at her sleeping form, her face serene and untroubled. She had to know how dangerous this was. Whoever had taken these was sending a message, and by keeping this from me, she was putting herself in harm’s way. I stuffed the photos back into the envelope, placing it on the nightstand. My mind raced with questions, each more troubling than the last. I have to fish out whoever is behind this. I
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 39. Roses
~Sienna~ Waking up, I stretched lazily, letting the warmth of the plush mattress envelop me. A soft sigh escaped my lips as the memories of last night slowly began to filter through my sleepy haze. The room was quiet except for the faint rustle of the sheets as I shifted, but the faint, lingering scent of him—his musky cologne, mixed with cedarwood and something uniquely Lucas—wrapped around me like a blanket. I turned my head, my heart sinking slightly as my eyes landed on the empty side of the bed. He was gone. The faintest blush crept over my cheeks as I buried my face into the pillow, inhaling the traces of him that remained. Lucas Jones confessed. The thought was like a spark, lighting me up from the inside out. I replayed his words in my mind, the way his voice had softened, the intensity in his dark eyes when he said he loved me. Lucas had always been infuriatingly aloof, but last night, he let his walls come down. My fingers absently brushed over my skin, tingling at the
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 40. Buried Feelings I
~Sienna’s POV~ Ethan's sudden move caught me off guard. His strong frame pressed against mine, shielding me from view behind the cold stone pillar. His breath, hot and fast, brushed against my skin as I froze, my heart hammering. Why would he cover for me? Does he know about me and Lucas? The realization hit me like a freight train, leaving me breathless. The photos. He’s behind the photos. It all clicked. The way Ethan had been distant and cold since my engagement announcement. His constant glares, his clipped conversations—it all pointed to him. How had I been so blind? Maybe I’d trusted him too much, refused to see the cracks in his perfect friend act. His body shifted slightly, leaning closer. The space between us was barely enough to breathe. His eyes—a shade of warm hazel I once found comforting—glinted with something else now. Something possessive—a look that reminded me too much of the day I announced my engagement to Lucas. His throat bobbed, and his gaze flicked down t
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 41. Buried Feelings II
~Sienna~ Ethan leaned back in his seat, his eyes hard as they bore into mine. I swallowed, feeling cornered by his sudden outburst, his accusations slicing through the fragile thread of composure I had left. My mouth opened, but no words came out. He chuckled, taking a sip of his drink. “Ethan, I…” I started but faltered. What could I even say to defuse this? To explain my situation without making it worse? “You don’t have an explanation, do you?” he asked, his voice dripping with mockery. “No wonder. I should’ve known since I saw that diamond on your finger that day. But it’s fine.” At that moment, I felt the last remnants of patience I had slipping away. His words were unfair, uncalled for. He had no right to act like this—as if I owed him my life, my choices. “You know what?” I snapped, pushing my drink to the side as I reached for my bag. “I’m done here.” Ethan’s expression shifted, a flicker of nervousness breaking through his hard facade. He sat up quickly, reaching o
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 42. Motion Vote
~Lucas~As Derrick pulled up at the entrance to Weston, I jumped out of the car, my gaze immediately scanning the building. The tension in the air was palpable, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that today would be one of those days that tested my patience.Behind me, the low growl of my Porsche’s engine ceased as Grant stepped out, looking as smug as ever. Seeing him in my car was already annoying enough, but I had bigger concerns.The board members had called an impromptu meeting. It was highly unusual for them to summon something like this without prior notice, but considering the circumstances, it wasn’t surprising. The moment my father announced his intention to make Grant vice president, I knew this would cause ripples in Weston’s leadership. The board of directors—seven powerful, opinionated individuals—weren’t going to take this lightly.And they shouldn’t. Weston is a powerhouse because of the order and balance those directors have maintained over the years. They’re strict, b
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One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 85. Ready For War
~Lucas~I arrived at the mansion as fast as I could, everywhere quieter than usual.The staff moved about in hushed tones, their usual chatter replaced by an uneasy silence. The air felt heavier today, pressing down on me as I made my way to my father’s study.When I opened the door, I found him seated in his favorite armchair by the window. A blanket was draped over his lap, its edges trailing onto the titled floor, and a leather-bound book rested in his hands.The room smelled faintly of aged paper and the faintest hint of cologne, though weaker than usual. He looked frailer than I remembered, his pale skin almost translucent in the gray light streaming through the curtains.His hands trembled slightly as he turned the page, the movement so subtle and weak.I froze in the doorway. He’s not supposed to look this sick, I thought, my stomach twisting into a knot.It’s only been three months since his diagnosis—three months into the six months timeline we’d been given—and yet he looked
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 84. Family Feud
~Lucas~"Fuckk!" I yelled, slamming my fist against the dashboard with all the fury I could muster, as I watched the car roar to life and sped off, taking away Lydia and Harper.They were gone. Clarke's plan had worked.I should have seen it coming. This was all part of her scheme, a well-executed move, and I had walked right into it. I chuckled darkly, my body trembling with anger."Nice one Clarke... How dare she?" The words escaped my lips before I could even process them."Lucas, take it easy, okay? We should return and plan a better comeback. We can't let them win," Sienna said, her voice calm yet firm."I know, Sienna," I muttered, but the frustration in my chest threatened to spill over. "But I don’t want to involve you in my family feud again. I want you to lay low and focus on work, okay? I don’t want you getting kidnapped or something."She didn’t look convinced, but I saw the slight nod she gave, the way her jaw tightened with determination."Alright, Lucas," she replied,
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 83. Too Late
~Sienna~I ignored her and turned to Lucas who's already in his way out of the hospital, his steps unsteady, his body slumped like the weight of the world was pressing down on him.I rushed after him, catching up as he staggered toward the car.“Lucas,” I said softly, wrapping an arm around his to steady him.We climbed into the car, and I settled into the driver’s seat, my hands shaking as I gripped the steering wheel. “Where to?” I asked softly, my voice cutting through the heavy silence as I turned the key in the ignition.Lucas didn’t answer. He just stared out the window, his gaze unfocused, lost somewhere far . His demeanor, usually so sharp and composed, was now weighed down by exhaustion and grief.I swallowed hard, glancing at him again, hoping for a sign, a word, anything. But he stayed quiet, his hands limp in his lap, his shoulders slouched like the weight of the world had settled there and refused to leave.Unsure of where to go, I began driving, the hum of the car engi
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 82. A Deadly Promise
~Sienna~Lucas’s words lingered in the air like a thunderclap, reverberating in the suffocating silence of the waiting room.I stared at him, my heart twisting painfully at the sight of the man I thought was unbreakable—crumbling right before my eyes.His broad shoulders slumped, and his hands trembled as they raked through his disheveled hair. His breaths came shallow and uneven, as if he couldn’t catch air, no matter how hard he tried. This wasn’t the Lucas I knew—the confident, commanding man who always seemed in control. This was someone broken, someone stripped bare of the armor he always wore.I glanced at Lydia. She stood frozen at first, but then her knees buckled, and she sank to the cold, tiled floor.Her face was ghostly pale, her lips trembling as though she wanted to speak but couldn’t find the courage. Guilt poured off her in waves, thick and suffocating, filling the room like a tangible presence.She deceived him.A sickening wave of anger and disbelief rolled through
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 81. The Truth
~Sienna~“We need to get her to the hospital,” Lucas said urgently, his voice shaking as he scooped her up in his arms.“I’ll drive,” I said immediately, my own fear pushing me into action.Lucas was already running toward the car, his steps frantic and uneven as Harper’s tiny frame lay limp against his chest. Lydia trailed behind us, her hands shaking and her face as pale as a ghost.As we reached Lucas’s car, he froze, fumbling awkwardly with one hand as he tried to dig into his pocket for the keys while still holding Harper tightly. His breathing was erratic, and his movements were clumsy, his fear and desperation evident.“Damn it!” he growled, his voice breaking as he finally pulled the key out and thrust it toward me. “Here—take it!”I grabbed the key from his trembling hand, my fingers brushing his for a brief second. “Get in the car,” I said quickly, my voice steady despite the panic coursing through me.Lucas didn’t hesitate. He rushed to the passenger side, cradling Harper c
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 80. Harper
~Sienna~The elevator doors slid open, and my breath caught in my throat. Standing in front of me, looking just as smug and menacing as the last time I saw her, was Lydia.Her fiery red heels tapped against the floor impatiently, and her sharp gaze zeroed in on me like a predator cornering its prey.But it wasn’t just her.Behind her stood her daughter— Lucas's daughter, clutching a stuffed bunny to her chest. The little girl’s wide, curious eyes darted between me and her mother. My stomach twisted painfully at the sight of her, a wave of unease washing over me.What is she doing here? And why would she bring her child?The questions raced through my mind, but I didn’t have time to process them. Lydia’s lips curled into a sly smile, her expression smug as she took a step forward, effectively blocking the elevator doors from closing.“Sienna,” she said, her voice dripping with condescension. “We need to talk.”I stiffened, every muscle in my body tensing. “I don’t think we have anyt
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 79. Princess
~Sienna~“What? The hell?” I stared at the screen, my thumb hovering over the phone as my heart thudded in my chest. A cold shiver ran down my spine.Big brother?What is the meaning of this? I couldn’t stop my fingers from trembling as I typed the question again, my mind reeling.Me: What do you mean by that?The screen blinked once, twice, and then the phone pinged again. My hand trembled as I read the message, a strange cocktail of disbelief and joy swirling in my chest as the message sank in.Unknown number: Aren't you looking for your real family? Well, here I am. I'm your biological brother. I'll come for you when the time is right, but for now, take charge and stop being weak. Those people are beneath you, princess.My breath caught in my throat, and my jaw went slack. I couldn't process the words. The phone nearly slipped from my hand as I stared at the screen in shock.Princess?I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it.Me? A princess?My mind raced.Who was this person?
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 78. Dear Sister
~Sienna~The rain came down in torrents, the steady drumming on the car roof muffling the silence between us. My clothes clung to my skin, cold and heavy, and the faint scent of Grant’s cologne lingered in the jacket draped over my shoulders.It made me feel trapped, like I was suffocating under the weight of everything—Lucas, Lydia, and now… Grant. Lucas. I closed my eyes briefly, the memory of that night flashing vividly in my mind. The little girl tugging at his pants, calling him “Daddy.” The helpless look in his eyes. The woman standing there, too smug, too comfortable in the home I thought was mine to share with him. It had been days since then, and yet the pain hadn’t lessened. If anything, it had burrowed deeper, each unanswered question festering like a wound. Why didn’t you tell me?Why does it feel like I never really knew you at all?I pulled the jacket tighter, despite myself, the chill in my bones refusing to fade. My fingers trembled as I rested them on my lap, and
One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 77. Rainy Days
~Grant~Derrick shot up from his chair, his fists slamming onto the desk, the sound echoing sharply through the room.“You bastard,” he hissed.“If you dare lay a finger on her—”I held up a hand, cutting him off.“Relax, Derrick. No one’s going to hurt her. Unless, of course, you refuse to cooperate.”His chest heaved as he glared at me, pure rage burning in his eyes.“You’re bluffing,” he said, his voice wavering slightly.I reached for my phone, tapping on the screen before holding it up for him to see. It was a live photo feed of Hannah, sitting outside an ice cream shop, a pink cone in her hand.“Still think I’m bluffing?” I asked, my tone icy.Derrick’s face paled, and he fumbled for his own phone, quickly dialing Hannah’s number.“Hello?” her cheerful voice answered, loud from the speaker.“Hannah,” Derrick said urgently, his voice trembling just slightly.“Where are you right now?”“At the ice cream shop,” she replied, her voice confused. “Why?”“What are you wearing? Are you
