All Chapters of A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH DAMIEN SMITH : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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"I believe in Damien and I"

Gina was eager to catch up with her cousin, Eric. It had been too long since they'd had a proper conversation, especially given the recent struggles he'd faced in his business. Eric was family—the last remaining tie she had to her parents, who had tragically passed away when she was young. Despite his own hardships, he had always been there for her, and their bond was one of the few things that truly felt like home.Eric had recently experienced a downturn in his business, a series of setbacks that had left him feeling defeated. But Gina knew that Eric was resilient. He had always bounced back before, and she was certain that this was no different. She called him up, and they agreed to meet at their favourite spot—an old café in the heart of the city where they'd spent hours talking and laughing in their younger years.When Gina arrived, she spotted Eric immediately. He was sitting by the window, his familiar face partially obscured by the sunlight filtering through the café's curtain

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"I'll confess my feelings to Damien"

Blaire sat by the window of her spacious living room, gazing out at the passing cars below. The dull hum of the city echoed through the streets, but within the walls of her apartment, everything felt eerily silent. It had been a while since she’d last spoken to Damien, and the solitude was starting to get to her. She missed the bustle of her everyday life, but more than anything, she missed the connection she’d felt with his presence, his voice, and that spark between them. The way he made her feel like everything in the world could change in an instant.As she sat there, her mind wandered, remembering the moments she had spent with him. Some were lighthearted and carefree, full of laughter and teasing. Others were filled with tension, where she could barely breathe from the emotions swirling in her heart. And then, there were the ones she never wanted to remember, which was the night when he talked her away, when his words were sharp, and the distance between them seemed insurmountab

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A confession of love turned into a joke

The park was a quiet oasis in the middle of the city, a secluded space where the sunlight filtered softly through the branches, casting playful shadows on the ground. Blaire arrived early, a bit unsure, fiddling with her phone and running her fingers over the slightly worn edge of the park bench. She took a deep breath as she spotted Damien walking toward her, his usual confident stride making him look as though he owned every inch of ground beneath his feet.Damien gave her a smirk, and Blaire could already see he was in one of his playful moods. "So, you've finally come to your senses," he announced, taking a seat beside her without waiting for an invitation. "Guess I was right. I am the best boss you could ever get." He gave her a teasing look, leaning back and crossing his arms as if relishing in his victory.Blaire rolled her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips despite herself. "Oh, please," she retorted, crossing her arms as well. "I’m only here because you couldn’t stop beg

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"He laughed it off, like some joke."

It was finally time to leave the park, as they strolled through the aisles of the gate, Damien suggested they go to a store and get a few things for the baby. “ Damien, we're not even sure of the gender, how do we shop?” Blaire asked, lifting her eyebrows and giving the expression of amazement.“ We'll get unisex, and maybe go for a scan next month.” Damien said, his gaze focused on their direction.Blaire felt an odd mix of excitement and apprehension. They both arrived at the store, Damien walked beside her, eyeing the rows of clothes, toys, and supplies with a playful curiosity. He occasionally picked up items, inspecting them like he was learning a new language. Every so often, he’d turn to Blaire, his expression a blend of amusement and genuine interest."So, do babies really need all this stuff?" he asked, holding up a tiny onesie. “I mean, they can’t even read yet, so why are there all these logos and designs?”Blaire laughed, feeling lighter than she had in days. "Babies need

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Why do I bother loving him?

Blaire closed the door to her room, leaning back against it as she exhaled slowly, her mind buzzing with a chaotic blend of emotions. Just moments ago, she had confessed her feelings to Damien—a move that felt bold and terrifying all at once. She replayed his reaction in her mind, his laughter echoing in a mix of disbelief and amusement. A flush of annoyance colored her cheeks as she thought back on the way he had taken her confession lightly, as if her heart was just some casual entertainment for him."Scumbag," she muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes as she moved away from the door. Yet, she couldn’t help the small smile tugging at her lips. Despite his cocky response, there was a spark in Damien’s eyes—a glimmer of something that hinted he didn’t quite find it as trivial as he let on. She glanced at herself in the mirror, catching the faint blush that lingered on her cheeks. Part of her wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it all. What on earth was she doing, feeling this gi

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A day as Damien's personal assistant

Blaire woke up with a strange feeling. She’d barely opened her eyes when a wave of lightheadedness hit her, making her grip the edge of the bed for support. These pregnancy hormones, she thought with a small groan, trying to gather her strength. Her stomach rumbled, reminding her that she hadn’t eaten much last night.Slowly, she stood up and made her way to the kitchen, following the comforting smell of breakfast. Maria was already bustling around, humming softly to herself as she flipped pancakes. Blaire’s mother was seated in the living room, knitting quietly. As Blaire entered, her mom looked up with a gentle smile.“Morning, sweetheart,” her mom greeted, her eyes filled with warmth and concern. “How are you feeling?”Blaire managed a small smile, though she still felt a bit woozy. “I’m alright, just… a little tired.” She took a seat beside her mother, letting herself relax as she settled into the cozy familiarity of home.Her mother noticed the slight pallor in her face and reach

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That awkward feeling when you work for your crush

The minute Blaire walked into the towering building housing the Smith-family business firm, she felt her breath catch. It was massive—glass and steel stretching upward and gleaming in the morning light, with an air of prestige and power. Following Paul, she entered the sleek lobby, then the elevator, where he pressed the button for the fifth floor. As they rose, Blaire’s nerves surged, and she clutched her bag, trying to steady herself.When they stepped off the elevator, the fifth floor was bustling. People in sharp, tailored suits moved quickly, each carrying files or typing on tablets, immersed in their own tasks. Blaire’s eyes darted around, taking in the energy of it all—the polished marble floors, the glass-walled meeting rooms, and the soft hum of quiet conversation and ringing phones.A young woman passed by, offering Blaire a polite nod. “Good morning,” she greeted with a professional smile before hurrying off.“That’s Lila, the secretary here,” Paul explained, noting Blaire’

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I've been feeling the distance between us

After a long day filled with meetings and new challenges at work, Damien finally found some relief when he left the office. As he stepped into his car, the weight of the day seemed to lift just a little. He pulled out the letter he’d been meaning to drop off and held it in his hands, the crinkled paper reminding him of the business obligations he was tangled in. Just as he started to settle in, his phone buzzed, and his eyes shifted to the screen. It was a call from Gina.He sighed, but there was no real hesitation before he answered. "Hey, Gina," he greeted, his voice carrying the familiar hint of weariness."Damien," she said warmly, her voice a stark contrast to his. "I’ve been thinking... Why don’t you come over tonight? I made dinner. It’s been a while since we’ve had some time just for us."Damien hesitated for a brief moment. He had been so consumed with the whirlwind of work and everything that had happened with Blaire. But Gina… well, she was still his fiancée. "I’ll be there

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Mr. Harold's past

Harold Smith sat alone in his study, the faint ticking of a wall clock the only sound breaking the silence. Before him, a family portrait—faded and cracked with time—captured a moment of the past when things had seemed simpler, when love had still been a part of his life. It was a version of his family that no longer existed, and as he studied the faces frozen in time, his mind drifted to memories he preferred not to confront.His late wife, Evelyn. A woman who had once been the center of his world. A woman he had lost—not to death, but to a betrayal he couldn't forgive. She had left him, taken by another man after years of his emotional neglect, his constant obsession with his business and legacy.Harold stood abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. He needed to clear his mind, needed to escape the suffocating atmosphere of his study. He made his way out of the house and into the expansive gardens that surrounded the estate. The gardens, once a symbol of his wife’s love, now

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Never believe in love

Damien’s footsteps echoed through the grand hallway as he walked into the house, his mind still tangled with thoughts of the day. The heavy weight of responsibility felt like a constant companion, and he couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was off. As he walked toward the living room, he spotted Rachel sitting on one of the plush couches, her brow furrowed in concern. She stood up quickly when she saw him, her eyes searching his face as if trying to gauge his mood.“Damien,” she said, her voice laced with worry. “We need to talk.”Damien raised an eyebrow, setting his briefcase down. “What happened?” he asked, already knowing the answer. There was a sense of dread in the air, something he had grown all too familiar with in this house.“It’s Dad,” Rachel replied, her tone heavy. “He’s at it again.”Damien sighed, running a hand through his hair. His father’s moods had been increasingly erratic, and his fixation on legacy and wealth was consuming him. “Really?” Damien ask

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