All Chapters of ONE NIGHT STAND WITH THE BILLIONAIRE ALPHA : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Why was the ground split into two? Grace asked herself trying to make head and tail of the situation. She felt her boyfriend trying to steady her.Still trying to come to her senses, she felt an excruciating headache. It was like a thousand horses were stampeding on her brain because she heard noises. Noises that didn't sound right because it wasn't possible.Panting and breathing filled the room and she thought it was hers but she noticed that her heart, though, heavy from the alcohol but her breathing couldn't have been so loud. As her vision cleared, she could make out a man and a woman kissing passionately in the dimly lit room. Her jaw dropped, every trace of drowsiness washing away. Fuck she was sleeping so did people not have any shame?Where was her boyfriend? He brought her to a room where people were about to fuck each other?Like being struck by lightning, Grace looked at the two of them in shock as they continued to kiss by her bedside. “Cindy stop it. Grace only just fe

“A disappointment! A disgrace, that’s exactly what you are!”Grace felt the words reverberate through her mind like a bell tolling in an empty room. The bitter taste of last night’s encounter with her mother still lingered. Her body tensed at the memory—her mother’s drunken fury, the stinging slap, and the sour smell of alcohol that filled the room.She blinked hard, pushing it away. The past would not own her today. Not now. Not in front of him.Victor stood casually before her, his arm draped lazily over the balcony railing, as though her fury meant nothing.“How do you sleep at night knowing what you did?” Grace’s voice was sharp, controlled—her eyes locked onto his, daring him to look away.Victor scoffed, a humorless grin curving his lips. “Your mother slapped you again?”“That shouldn’t concern you,” she shot back, fists clenched at her sides. “What you did was worse. You drugged me. You let that happen—you planned for it.”Victor tilted his head, eyes narrowing in mock amusement

The club was one of the most exclusive and luxurious in the city. Its reputation alone made Grace hesitate as she stepped out of the taxi.A man in a crisp suit approached her. “Miss Valdez?”She froze, studying him with suspicion.The man seemed to notice her hesitation and smiled politely. “Mr. Divine is waiting for you on the 15th floor.”Still wary, Grace nodded and followed him inside. The elevator ride felt endless. When the doors finally opened, she was greeted by the soft gleam of glass doors leading to an indoor pool. Behind those doors, two guards stood stoically. They exchanged a glance with the suited man, nodded, and stepped aside.The moment Grace entered, her breath caught.In the center of the pool, a man cut through the water with fluid precision, every movement smooth and powerful. It was as if the water bowed to his command. He wore only black swim trunks, his bare upper body glistening under the soft lights. Muscles rippled across his arms and torso, perfectly defin

The moment Grace reached her boss’s office door, she let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Gathering herself, she raised her hand and knocked softly.“Come in,” came a deep voice from within.Pushing the door open, she stepped inside. “Sir, you sent for me?”“Please, sit down, Miss Valdez,” Mr. Mason said politely, gesturing to the chair opposite his desk.Grace sat down cautiously, her nerves on edge. “Is there a problem, sir?”Mr. Mason leaned forward slightly, his expression calm but probing. “I’ll get straight to the point. Is it true that Nelson Divine is your fiancé? The media certainly thinks so.”Grace froze. “Uh… I—” Her mind scrambled to find a convincing answer. How can I possibly tell him that Nelson Divine is not only my supposed fiancé but now my husband?Mr. Mason, noticing her hesitation, sighed. “I understand if you don’t want to discuss personal matters, but that’s not why I called you in here.”Relieved by the shift, Grace managed to ask, “Then wha

The piercing sound of Grace’s alarm clock jolted her awake. With half-closed eyes, she reached out and turned it off.Five more minutes. She whispered to herself and immediately dozed off again.“Sis, wake up! It’s 6:30—you’re going to be late for work!”Grace stirred as her younger brother Elvis’s voice pierced through her dream.“And your phone’s been ringing nonstop! It’s your boss calling!” Elvis added.At the mention of her boss, Grace bolted upright, all traces of sleep disappearing instantly.“What?” she gasped, grabbing her phone from Elvis’s outstretched hand. Her heart sank when she saw the screen—five missed calls from her boss. A quick glance at the clock confirmed her fears: it was 6:35 AM.“Oh no!” she exclaimed, jumping out of bed. “I’m late!”Twenty frantic minutes later, Grace emerged from her room fully dressed and ready for work. In the dining area, her mother and Elvis sat at the table eating breakfast.“Sis, join us before the food gets cold,” Elvis offered cheerfu