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37. The Death Of Me
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One 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
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 43. Games Of The Fittest I
~Lucas~My blood ran cold. Everything else faded into the background—the boardroom, the directors, even my father’s voice as he made a final plea. My grip on the phone tightened, and my heart raced as a flood of emotions surged through me.Kidnapped. Again.The words blared in my mind like a siren, drowning out everything else.I shot up from my chair, startling everyone in the room.“Lucas?” my father asked, his brow furrowing in confusion.“I need to leave,” I said curtly, already heading for the door.“Lucas, you can’t leave. This is more than impo—”“Save me the lecture, Dad,” I snapped, not bothering to glance back.Evelyn’s voice cut through the tension like a knife. “President Jones, leaving here means you lose your right to vote and to be part of this life-changing development in Weston. As the president, you should be here. Your vote is the most important.”I spun around briefly, glaring at her. “I don’t care,” I said, my voice harsher than I intended. “Something more importa
Last Updated : 2024-11-27One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 44. Game Of The Fittest II
~Sienna~ The rough fabric of the blindfold scratched my skin as I was yanked out of the car, the force making my already aching wrists sting where the zip ties bit into them. My shoes scraped against gravel as the goon holding me shoved me forward without care. My legs struggled to keep pace, stumbling as I tried to ground myself. “Move,” scar-face growled, his tone as cold and unyielding as the night air. The deeper we went, the colder it got. The earthy scent of damp soil mingled with the acrid tang of oil, rust, and something faintly metallic—blood, perhaps. My breathing quickened, shallow and uneven, as my mind raced. I couldn’t see, but I could feel. The suffocating weight of enclosed space and the eerie silence enveloping us only heightened my panic. The blindfold was yanked off without warning. The dim glow of a flickering overhead bulb stung my eyes as I blinked against the sudden light. I squinted, trying to m
Last Updated : 2024-11-28One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 45. Game Of The Fittest III
~Sienna~The sound was deafening, a thunderous boom that echoed off the walls and made me flinch violently. The woman’s muffled scream cut through the air as her body collapsed to the ground, limp and lifeless. The room erupted into chaos. Lincoln’s goons shifted restlessly, their hands hovering over their weapons as they awaited orders.I gasped, my heart lurching into my throat. Oh my God. Did he really…? My vision blurred with panic as I tried to make sense of what had just happened.But Lincoln didn’t even blink. He stood as still as a statue, his face completely devoid of emotion. Instead of reacting, he smirked—an infuriatingly calm, cruel twist of his lips. His eyes flicked briefly to the woman’s crumpled body before meeting Lucas’s gaze again.“You weren’t bluffing,” Lincoln said, his tone almost approving. “But it doesn’t matter. She was nothing to me.”His words sent a shiver down my spine. He’s a monster. A heartless,
Last Updated : 2024-11-29
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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
