Mikayla's Mistake: A One Night Stand with the Billionaire

By the time Mikayla walked in, the party was in full swing. She stood close to the entrance, mentally preparing herself to enter into the throng she was looking at. She briefly considered tucking tail and running but she'd promised Anna she'd be here so she couldn't leave.Speaking of Anna, she stretched her neck discreetly, looking for her friend in the crowd but there were so many people that she couldn't possibly spot her like this. She would have to wade into the waters."Suck it up and just go," she chided herself and with a deep breath, she walked further into the room. She kept up a running commentary in her mind at every second. It served the dual purpose of distracting her and reminding her to observe all the expected social observances.Remember to smile. Smile at him. Nod at her. Ugh, don't stop or he'll start talking to you. Yup, best avoid that one too. On and on, it went as she navigated her way around the room. Thanks to attending such events time and time again, almost

Mikayla angled her body, trying her best to pass through the crowd without brushing against anyone. She needed to get out immediately. It was irrational, it was probably unnecessary, but all she knew was that she had to get away.She'd never felt anything quite like that before. It felt like a thousand ants underneath her skin where his eyes touched her. She needed to get out and catch her breath. She risked a look in his direction to see if he was still looking.Oh no, he wasn't just looking at her now. He was actually following her, barraging through the crowd at an angle that ensured that he would reach her before she reached the door. No! No! No! She increased her pace, and from the corner of her eyes, she saw him do the same.Who was this man anyway? Why was he following her? She couldn't risk another look at him. It would slow her down. She shouldn't have come. She silently cursed Anna's persistence. Now she was being chased around by a staring psycho.She briefly considered bre

Move, Mikayla. Turn around right now and leave! He's giving you a chance to walk away, you idiot. Leave, damn it! But Mikayla didn't leave; couldn't leave. She continued to stand there like an idiot. When enough time had passed that it was clear she wasn't going to leave, he smiled. "I'm glad you decided to stay."Mikayla groaned in her head. "Well, I'm not glad but my body wouldn't listen to me," she thought but didn't say it out loud."We should talk outside, away from the noise...and the probing eyes." He shot a meaningful look into the crowd.Mikayla looked up just in time to see eyes darting away from them because of the look he gave them. She needed to get out of there immediately. She nodded. "Let's go." She followed him out of the hall and into the night.She expected him to stop in front of the hall or a small distance from it but he continued to march on like a man on a mission. She had no choice but to follow him. For the first time, it crossed her mind that this man could

Cael woke up instantly, coming alert the moment his brain woke. He was acutely aware of his surroundings as always and knew without opening his eyes that he was alone in the car. The woman had vanished.He sat up and scanned the beach, hoping to catch a glimpse of her escaping but she was nowhere to be seen. How she managed to get out of the car without rousing him was a mystery to him.What was she, a nymph? That would explain the uncharacteristic effect she had on him. She'd done nothing less than bewitching him without even lifting a finger. He never slept so deeply that he became unaware of his surroundings. She would have moved around, maybe gotten dressed, opened the door and left and he hadn't felt anything? It just went to show how much of an effect she had on him.With her in his arms, he'd slept like a baby. He couldn't remember sleeping that deeply in a very long time. And that had cost him. She was gone, vanished into thin hair. He ran a hand through his hair. It was a ha

"Oh, look who it is," Anna said derisively.Mikayla paused in the process of sitting down. Oh, oh, Anna did not look happy! Her friend was the kind of person who was always an open book. If she felt something, she said it loud enough to hear. She's happy? She's a bright butterfly brightening everyone's day.She's feeling prissy? She's pissing everyone off all day. She's unhappy? You're unlikely to miss it. Thankfully, that didn't happen often. The girl seemed to have a real gift for unending optimism and happiness. The issue starts when she's pissed at you? You would know it. She would tell you off quickly and sharply. Mikayla was nothing like that. She's learnt at a young age that her emotions were things to be kept hidden. The only way to survive was to be as nondescript as possible. Explosive outbursts of emotions would get her unwanted attention. Whether she was happy, sad or angry, she approached everything with a hard-won calmness.Anna was the opposite. She'd never learnt th