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87. Our Little Secret
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One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 88. Confession Time
~Lucas~Anger, fear, hatred—everything overwhelmed me. No wonder Dad’s getting worse. According to the diagnosis three months ago, he had six months to live, but in just three months, he looked like he was already at the final stage of his cancer.How could I have been so careless? Why didn’t I discover this sooner? I had let that woman slowly kill my father and ruin my family.I slipped from my knees onto the cold tiles, sobbing softly. The weight of my negligence crushed me. I hadn’t been there for him. I’d let my hatred of the past consume me so completely that even when he was diagnosed with cancer, I hadn’t pitied him. I thought he deserved it. But now… now I know better.He didn’t deserve this. He’s just a victim of the evil ones circling us like vultures. He’s fallen into Clarke’s trap, and I have to save him before it’s too late.I wiped my face with trembling hands, inhaling deeply as the icy tiles chilled my skin. My chest tightened as guilt clawed at me. How had I let i
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~Sienna~I spent the whole of yesterday—and half of today—thinking about everything: Lucas, Lydia, Harper, Grant, and their tangled, dangerous web of lies and schemes.The weight of it all pressed on my chest, making it hard to breathe. Lucas was surrounded by enemies, people who would stop at nothing to destroy him. The thought terrified me. He was fighting battles on all sides, and I hadn’t heard from him since yesterday.I kept telling myself he was fine, that Lucas was resourceful and strong, but doubt clung to me like a shadow. I just prayed he would expose Grant and Clarke’s scheme soon, for his sake—and mine.I dabbed the red lipstick across my lips, carefully perfecting the lines as I leaned closer to the mirror. My hair was tied into a sleek, elegant updo that framed my face, with soft strands left loose to soften the look. My heart fluttered with nervous energy as I stepped back to examine myself in the full-length mirror.I was wearing a stunning black satin gown that hugg
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~Sienna~The kiss was soft and gentle, but it held a power that silenced the chaos around us. My heart skipped a beat as I felt the warmth of his lips against mine, his hand steady on my cheek.When he pulled back, the crowd erupted into a frenzy. Camera flashes intensified, and I could hear murmurs of approval, admiration amidst the chaos.“Let them see,” Lucas said with a small smirk, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Let them talk.”He laced his fingers with mine and continued leading me down the red carpet. My fear began to ebb away, replaced by a strange sense of pride and security. Lucas was right—if he wasn’t afraid to show the world who I was to him, why should I be?As we approached the grand entrance, I spotted familiar faces—executives from Weston, high-profile clients, and other notable figures. Everyone turned to look at us, their gazes lingering with curiosity and recognition.Lucas nodded politely to some of them, his grip on my hand firm and unyielding, as
Last Updated : 2025-01-13One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss 91. Sister
~Sienna~I stared up at him in shock, my cheek burning and my heart pounding. The tears I’d been trying so hard to hold back broke free like a dam bursting, streaming down my face as I sprawled on the floor. My chest heaved as the humiliation washed over me in waves, suffocating and relentless.Lucas was by my side in an instant. His hands were steady and gentle as he helped me to my feet, but his expression was anything but calm. Fury radiated from him like a storm barely contained, his jaw tight and his eyes blazing as he turned to his father.“Dad, what the hell are you doing?” he demanded, his voice trembling with unbridled anger.Richard didn’t flinch. He stood tall, his glare cutting through Lucas like ice.“What am I doing?” Richard shot back, his voice sharp and venomous.“What are you doing, Lucas? Bringing this… this woman to the anniversary? Have you lost your mind?”Lucas’s fists clenched at his sides, the veins on his neck bulging as he tried to steady himself.“There is
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~Lincoln Bell~For years, I had imagined this moment. The day I would finally take my revenge and expose Richard Jones for the fraud he truly was. The man who had stolen everything from my family, who had built his empire on the ashes of my father’s dream.I dreamed of this: Revenge. Truth. Justice. And, maybe, finally, salvation.But nothing had prepared me for this twist of fate.Standing here now, staring into the tear-filled eyes of Sienna—no, Elena—my sister, it felt like the world had flipped upside down. The woman I had hurt, kidnapped, and threatened in my blind quest for revenge was the sister I thought I had lost forever. My chest tightened as I took in her shocked, pale face, her trembling body clinging to Lucas like he was the only stable thing in her world.She wasn’t supposed to be here.I thought she had died in that crash. But she was alive, and she had been right under my nose this entire time.I had thought she was gone forever. For years, I mourned her, raged for h
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~Sienna~The next morning, I woke in silence. The weight of everything that had happened the day before pressed down on me like a heavy blanket, making it hard to breathe. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the soft gray carpet beneath my bare feet.Lincoln was my brother. My brother. The man who had kidnapped me, threatened me, and almost killed me was my family. My only family.The room I was in was simple yet undeniably luxurious. Floor-to-ceiling windows bathed the room in natural light, the gauzy white curtains swaying slightly in the breeze from the open balcony door. The bed I sat on was massive, its headboard upholstered in a soft gray fabric, with crisp white linens and plush pillows.A low dresser lined one wall, topped with a vase of fresh lilies and a few leather-bound books. Opposite the bed, a flat-screen TV hung on the wall, quietly playing the news. A cozy armchair with a matching ottoman sat near the windows, facing a small marble coffee table where a steaming
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~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
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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
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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
