All Chapters of One Night Stand With My Boss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

EMMA"This is a bad idea, Em."Sienna’s voice barely registered over the thumping bass of the club. Neon lights flickered across her worried face as she clutched my wrist.I tugged my arm free, exhaling sharply. “I need one night, Si. One night to forget everything.”She sighed, her lips pressing into a thin line. “Drinking your problems away won’t change anything.”“I’m not looking for change.” I lifted my chin. “I just want to feel something other than stress.”“You haven't even been to the club before, you don't know how to hold your alcohol, what if you do anything beyond your limit” Sienna said.“I will be fine, do not worry about me.” I said with a smile.Her hesitation wavered, but she finally relented. “Fine. Just… be careful.”I nodded, grabbed my drink, and let the burn of tequila settle my nerves. For the first time in months, I wasn’t thinking about unpaid bills, my mom’s declining health, or the suffocating pressure of my new job.Tonight, I just wanted to be Emma. Not th

BACK AT THE WILSON’S MANSIONKian barely stepped out of his car before his mother’s sharp voice cut through the evening air.“I’ve been waiting for you.”Margaret Wilson stood by the grand staircase, her designer dress pristine, her nails tapping impatiently against a folder she held. Mark, Kian’s manager, stood stiffly beside her, clearly uncomfortable.Kian exhaled, already annoyed. “What now?” “You tell me.” She shot back at him in anger.Kian sighed, already exhausted. “Mom.”She ignored him, flipping open the folder. “Do you know what this is?”Kian glanced at the glossy photos inside—him and Emma at the hotel. His jaw ticked.“Looks like someone’s been busy.”Margaret scoffed. “Busy making a fool of yourself.” She turned to Mark. “A one-night stand. With a nobody.”Kian’s patience thinned. “She has a name. Emma Anderson.”Margaret arched her brow. “Oh, wonderful. That makes it so much better.” She waved the pictures. “This is viral, Kian. The media is eating it up. Kian Wilson

EMMAThe red roses hit the floor with a soft thud, petals scattering across the pristine marble like tiny drops of blood. Margaret’s lips parted slightly, but Kian didn’t give her the chance to speak.Before I could even react, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me toward him. My heart slammed against my ribs as he dragged me out of the grand living room, past the stunned house staff, and straight through the massive front doors.“Kian!” Margaret’s voice rang out behind us. “Where do you think you’re going?”Kian didn’t answer. He was moving too fast, his grip firm but not painful. My legs struggled to keep up. The moment we reached his sleek black car, he pulled open the passenger door and practically shoved me inside.“Kian, stop—”The door slammed shut before I could finish. He rounded the car, yanked open the driver’s side, and slid in. Without a word, he started the engine and peeled out of the driveway, tires screeching against the pavement.The silence was thick, suffocating. My ch