All Chapters of One Night Stand With My Cocky Boss : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~Sienna~ The night sky over Bellmore was dusted with stars, their soft glow spilling over the terrace at Verità, one of the city’s most romantic restaurants. Fairy lights sparkled above me, casting a warm light that danced across the silk of my dress. A flutter of nerves and excitement rushed through me. Four years—four years I’d been waiting for this moment. “Tonight's special,” I’d told myself. Grant had never been one for grand gestures, but this... this was different. He’d chosen the place, made the reservation. “Meet me there,” he’d said. And I’d let myself hope that tonight might finally be the night. My phone screen blinked back at me. He was late, the minutes dragging as I tried to keep my anxious mind from running wild. Finally, I saw him cross the restaurant’s entrance, dressed in denim shorts and a sleeveless shirt that flaunted those small arms of his, his tall frame familiar yet distant. I sat up straighter, my pulse racing as he walked toward me, though something in

~Lucas Jones~My gaze landed on her—Sienna, the wild girl from last night, the first woman in my life to ditch me without thinking twice.She was petite, wearing a simple white long-sleeve shirt dress that hugged her curves and showcased legs that seemed to go on forever.I wouldn’t have looked twice at this crowd if it weren’t for her—the way her cheeks flushed as she tried to avoid my gaze, hands trembling as she clutched a folder tightly against her chest.My jaw clenched at the memory.At first, I’d just wanted her for a bit of fun, a distraction. But waking up alone to an empty bed and a cooling pillow beside me... it felt like a slap in the face. No woman had ever walked away from me like that, leaving me wanting more. How dare she?So, I did what I’d never done before in my life—had her tracked down. I made my PA, Derick, pull CCTV footage from the bar and run a full background check on her. And there she was, as fate would have it, an employee at my father's company.I shook o

~Sienna~“Don’t drool too much,” Lucas said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he tilted his head toward the display. “It’s just a show to make Father believe our ruse.”I blinked, caught between the flickering light on the diamonds and his words. I wasn’t drooling, thank you very much—but something about the rings had taken my breath.Lucas’s gaze settled on a ring—the most extravagant one in the display. It was a stunning emerald-cut sky blue diamond, large and perfectly cut, with smaller diamonds set around it, sparkling like stars in an elegantly simple platinum band.My eyes widened as he pointed to it. “Wait—no way. That’s…Lucas, that’s too much.”Without missing a beat, he signaled the sales assistant over, his gaze shifting briefly to me. “This one,” he said smoothly. “Box it.”“Lucas,” I hissed under my breath, stepping closer. “We’re pretending to be engaged. Pretending. We don’t need the most expensive ring in the store. There are plenty of rings here that are more afforda

~Sienna~ Waking up was slow and hazy, but the chill of Lucas’s sharp voice jolted me back to reality. “Had enough fun?” His words were like ice, and each one sliced through the drowsiness as I felt the heat rise to my face. “Or were you planning on using my chest as your personal pillow indefinitely?” I scrambled off him, flustered and disoriented. How did I fall asleep like that? More importantly, why did he seem so furious about it? I tried to ignore the way his piercing gaze followed my every move, making me feel like I was a kid caught in a mischievous act. “Sorry, I—I didn’t realize…” My voice trailed off as his expression hardened further, making any excuse feel small and meaningless. Before I could gather any ounce of dignity, Derrick walked in, looking worried but professional. “How are you feeling, sir? I brought some medication, and we have that meeting with Pierce Corporation at nine.” At the mention of Pierce Corporation, my heart nearly stopped. I checked my watch—8

~Sienna~ As Lucas dismissed everyone for a ten-minute break, I made my way out of the conference room, my heart thumping like a jackhammer. I was on edge, trying to shake off the nerves that crawled up my spine. I’d been handed a golden opportunity—or rather, tossed into it—and the stakes were so high it made my head spin. Just as I was steadying myself in the hall, Derrick approached, a subtle smile on his face. He held out a sleek shopping bag in his hand, emblazoned with the logo of none other than Alexander McQueen. “Miss Wilde, this is from the CEO,” Derrick said, his tone even, though his eyes held a hint of encouragement. I peeked inside, pulling out a finely tailored black dress that oozed elegance with every inch of its fabric, along with a pair of Christian Louboutin red-bottom heels. My breath caught for a moment. “He had me order it when he noticed… your dress from last night,” Derrick added with a small, knowing smile. “He wasn’t too pleased. Better get change