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~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
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~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
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~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
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~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,
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~Grant POV~Stepping out of that hellhole was a relief, but guilt gnawed at me. I hated myself for using an innocent little girl as a bargaining chip. Yet, what choice did I have? Ethan, Sienna’s best friend, had practically begged me for help.Initially, I wanted to turn him down. It had only been a month since I broke up with Sienna, and while I didn’t harbor feelings for her anymore, I couldn’t stand the thought of her being captured by some Mafia Don or whatever Lincoln Bell thought he was.The fact that Lincoln Bell was Weston’s greatest rival was all the motivation I needed. If I wanted this empire, I might as well start by taking down external competitors before tackling the internal ones. After all, the enemy of my enemy is also my enemy.As I leaned against Ethan’s battered Toyota Tacoma, I watched the scene unfold. Sienna was hugging Derrick and Lucas like her life depended on it. Then she turned, throwing her arms around Ethan with gratitude.And when she kissed Lucas—on th
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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
