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One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Forty-Eight
EmiliaI stepped into the hotel room—or suite, or whatever it was called—and my jaw almost dropped. The place was insane. Big wasn’t even the word. It was stunning. The kind of room you only see in magazines or movies. The floor was all marble, so shiny I could probably see my reflection if I looked down long enough. Right in the center of the ceiling, this massive chandelier hung down like it belonged in a palace. It sparkled like stars were trapped inside it.The walls were spotless and smooth, painted in this soft cream color that made the gold decorations pop even more. Every little thing in that room looked expensive. Even the handles on the drawers and cupboards—they weren’t just metal, they looked like real gold. I didn’t know if they were, but still, they had that kind of shine.I walked into the bedroom and paused right at the door. It was beautiful. The bed was huge—like, you could roll around for hours and still not fall off. The sheets were bright white and looked so fr
Last Updated : 2025-05-01One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Forty-Nine
JaydenThe second our plane landed in Miami, I let out a long sigh and stretched my legs under the cramped seat."Finally," I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck.The flight had felt like it lasted forever. Sitting in economy didn’t help either. My knees were squashed the entire time, and no matter how I shifted, I couldn’t get comfortable. Every time I looked over at Nora, hoping she'd say something or even glance my way, she acted like I wasn’t even there.She had her earbuds in, reading some thick novel with a serious face, like we weren’t on the same row, like we hadn’t shared a million memories.I leaned in slightly, trying again.“Hey, are you gonna ignore me the whole trip?” I asked, keeping my voice low.She didn’t even take her eyes off the page.“I’m reading, Jayden,” she replied flatly.“I can see that,” I said, chuckling awkwardly. “You’ve been reading since takeoff.”“That’s because I don’t want to talk.”I sat back and shook my head. “Unbelievable.”Once we got off the
Last Updated : 2025-05-02One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty
RichardThe morning sun slipped through the curtains, warm and soft on my face. I turned over slowly and saw Emilia curled up beside me, still asleep. Her breathing was soft, calm. I smiled a little and brushed a strand of hair away from her face.“Emilia,” I said gently, my voice low. “It’s morning.”She stirred but didn’t open her eyes. “Just five more minutes,” she whispered, pulling the blanket closer.I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “We have that meeting this morning with the partners.”She groaned lightly and rolled onto her back. “I know. I didn’t forget. I just feel… off.”That made me pause. “Off? What do you mean?”She opened her eyes slowly. “Like I’m gonna be sick. I feel lightheaded too. Probably just tired. Or maybe it’s the food from last night.”I sat up and placed a hand on her forehead. She didn’t feel hot, but I didn’t like how pale she looked. “You should rest,” I said. “Don’t push yourself. I can go without you.”“But—”“No buts,” I said firmly. “I’
Last Updated : 2025-05-02One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-One
JaydenThe second our plane landed in Miami, I let out a long sigh and stretched my legs under the cramped seat."Finally," I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck.The flight had felt like it lasted forever. Sitting in economy didn’t help either. My knees were squashed the entire time, and no matter how I shifted, I couldn’t get comfortable. Every time I looked over at Nora, hoping she'd say something or even glance my way, she acted like I wasn’t even there.She had her earbuds in, reading some thick novel with a serious face, like we weren’t on the same row, like we hadn’t shared a million memories.I leaned in slightly, trying again.“Hey, are you gonna ignore me the whole trip?” I asked, keeping my voice low.She didn’t even take her eyes off the page.“I’m reading, Jayden,” she replied flatly.“I can see that,” I said, chuckling awkwardly. “You’ve been reading since takeoff.”“That’s because I don’t want to talk.”I sat back and shook my head. “Unbelievable.”Once we got off the
Last Updated : 2025-05-03One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-Two
RichardThe morning sun slipped through the curtains, warm and soft on my face. I turned over slowly and saw Emilia curled up beside me, still asleep. Her breathing was soft, calm. I smiled a little and brushed a strand of hair away from her face.“Emilia,” I said gently, my voice low. “It’s morning.”She stirred but didn’t open her eyes. “Just five more minutes,” she whispered, pulling the blanket closer.I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “We have that meeting this morning with the partners.”She groaned lightly and rolled onto her back. “I know. I didn’t forget. I just feel… off.”That made me pause. “Off? What do you mean?”She opened her eyes slowly. “Like I’m gonna be sick. I feel lightheaded too. Probably just tired. Or maybe it’s the food from last night.”I sat up and placed a hand on her forehead. She didn’t feel hot, but I didn’t like how pale she looked. “You should rest,” I said. “Don’t push yourself. I can go without you.”“But—”“No buts,” I said firmly. “I’
Last Updated : 2025-05-03One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-Three
EmiliaAfter Richard left, I stayed in bed for a while with my hand resting on my stomach. I didn’t move much. Everything felt heavy. My eyes, my arms, even my heart. I turned on my side, hoping it would help, but it didn’t. The room felt too quiet, like it was pressing in on me.Another wave of nausea hit me hard, stronger than before. I covered my mouth with one hand and breathed through my nose. I didn’t know if it was the pregnancy or just stress, but either way, I knew I couldn’t stay like this forever.I pushed the blanket off and slowly sat up. I waited a second as my head spun a little, then stood up on shaky legs. My feet touched the cold floor, making me shiver a little. I walked slowly to the bathroom and turned on the water. When I let the cold water run over my hands and splash my face, I gasped. It was freezing. But honestly, it helped.The cold pulled me out of that dull feeling. I let the water run down my arms and leaned over the sink, just breathing. After a while, I
Last Updated : 2025-05-04One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-Four
Emilia"What the fuck?"The words left my mouth before I could stop them.I didn’t plan it. I didn’t mean to say them out loud. But they escaped before I could stop them. My mum always said I should speak like a lady. She always said swearing made people look rough and disrespectful. But right now? I didn’t care. None of that mattered.Because what I was seeing?I couldn’t believe it.Richard. My husband. With another woman. Alone.I stopped in the doorway. I couldn’t move. My eyes were wide open, frozen on them. My arms hung by my sides shaking. My whole body felt hot, like fire was spreading under my skin. It was hard to breathe. My chest ached, and my throat was tight.Richard and Nora.She was standing too close to him. Way too close.Her hand had been on his arm when I walked in. Now she quickly stepped back like she’d been caught doing something she shouldn’t. Her eyes met mine for a second, and I saw it, that flicker of guilt. But it vanished just as fast. She smoothed her d
Last Updated : 2025-05-05One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-Five
Richard’s POVThe beeping of the monitor was the only sound in the sterile hospital room. It kept rhythm with my pulse, reminding me that Emilia was still here, that she was still alive. I sat beside her, holding her hand gently, watching her sleep. She looked so peaceful, but I knew better. I knew the fear and anxiety she must have been feeling before all this happened. And I couldn’t stop blaming myself for it.I kept staring at her face. It hurt to see her like this. I had no idea things would go this far. I shouldn’t have agreed to that drink with Nora. I should have said no, walked away, gone straight back to my room. But I didn’t. And now look where that got me.I leaned closer and brushed a strand of hair away from Emilia’s forehead.“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I swear I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”There was no response.The nurse stepped in quietly and checked the monitor. I stood and moved to the side as she did her job. I watched closely waiting for any reactio
Last Updated : 2025-05-06
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One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-Six
Richard’s POVThe room was silent again, all that could be heard was the soft beeping of the machines and the occasional rustling of the bed sheets as Emilia shifted slightly. I just sat there, watching her, not knowing what to say next. The weight of everything, the fight, the lies, the secrets, hung heavily between us. But I had to try, I had to make things right.After what felt like an eternity, it was Emilia who broke the silence. Her voice was weak, barely above a whisper, but I could tell she had been thinking about what had happened.“Why didn’t you tell me about Nora?” she asked, her eyes still closed, but I could see the hurt in her voice. “Why didn’t you tell me the truth?”I flinched at the question. My gaze dropped to our intertwined hands, and I squeezed her fingers gently, almost as if I could offer her some comfort through that small touch.“I didn’t want you to feel insecure about her presence,” I said softly, choosing my words carefully. “Nora’s part of my past,
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-Five
Richard’s POVThe beeping of the monitor was the only sound in the sterile hospital room. It kept rhythm with my pulse, reminding me that Emilia was still here, that she was still alive. I sat beside her, holding her hand gently, watching her sleep. She looked so peaceful, but I knew better. I knew the fear and anxiety she must have been feeling before all this happened. And I couldn’t stop blaming myself for it.I kept staring at her face. It hurt to see her like this. I had no idea things would go this far. I shouldn’t have agreed to that drink with Nora. I should have said no, walked away, gone straight back to my room. But I didn’t. And now look where that got me.I leaned closer and brushed a strand of hair away from Emilia’s forehead.“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I swear I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”There was no response.The nurse stepped in quietly and checked the monitor. I stood and moved to the side as she did her job. I watched closely waiting for any reactio
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-Four
Emilia"What the fuck?"The words left my mouth before I could stop them.I didn’t plan it. I didn’t mean to say them out loud. But they escaped before I could stop them. My mum always said I should speak like a lady. She always said swearing made people look rough and disrespectful. But right now? I didn’t care. None of that mattered.Because what I was seeing?I couldn’t believe it.Richard. My husband. With another woman. Alone.I stopped in the doorway. I couldn’t move. My eyes were wide open, frozen on them. My arms hung by my sides shaking. My whole body felt hot, like fire was spreading under my skin. It was hard to breathe. My chest ached, and my throat was tight.Richard and Nora.She was standing too close to him. Way too close.Her hand had been on his arm when I walked in. Now she quickly stepped back like she’d been caught doing something she shouldn’t. Her eyes met mine for a second, and I saw it, that flicker of guilt. But it vanished just as fast. She smoothed her d
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-Three
EmiliaAfter Richard left, I stayed in bed for a while with my hand resting on my stomach. I didn’t move much. Everything felt heavy. My eyes, my arms, even my heart. I turned on my side, hoping it would help, but it didn’t. The room felt too quiet, like it was pressing in on me.Another wave of nausea hit me hard, stronger than before. I covered my mouth with one hand and breathed through my nose. I didn’t know if it was the pregnancy or just stress, but either way, I knew I couldn’t stay like this forever.I pushed the blanket off and slowly sat up. I waited a second as my head spun a little, then stood up on shaky legs. My feet touched the cold floor, making me shiver a little. I walked slowly to the bathroom and turned on the water. When I let the cold water run over my hands and splash my face, I gasped. It was freezing. But honestly, it helped.The cold pulled me out of that dull feeling. I let the water run down my arms and leaned over the sink, just breathing. After a while, I
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-Two
RichardThe morning sun slipped through the curtains, warm and soft on my face. I turned over slowly and saw Emilia curled up beside me, still asleep. Her breathing was soft, calm. I smiled a little and brushed a strand of hair away from her face.“Emilia,” I said gently, my voice low. “It’s morning.”She stirred but didn’t open her eyes. “Just five more minutes,” she whispered, pulling the blanket closer.I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “We have that meeting this morning with the partners.”She groaned lightly and rolled onto her back. “I know. I didn’t forget. I just feel… off.”That made me pause. “Off? What do you mean?”She opened her eyes slowly. “Like I’m gonna be sick. I feel lightheaded too. Probably just tired. Or maybe it’s the food from last night.”I sat up and placed a hand on her forehead. She didn’t feel hot, but I didn’t like how pale she looked. “You should rest,” I said. “Don’t push yourself. I can go without you.”“But—”“No buts,” I said firmly. “I’
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty-One
JaydenThe second our plane landed in Miami, I let out a long sigh and stretched my legs under the cramped seat."Finally," I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck.The flight had felt like it lasted forever. Sitting in economy didn’t help either. My knees were squashed the entire time, and no matter how I shifted, I couldn’t get comfortable. Every time I looked over at Nora, hoping she'd say something or even glance my way, she acted like I wasn’t even there.She had her earbuds in, reading some thick novel with a serious face, like we weren’t on the same row, like we hadn’t shared a million memories.I leaned in slightly, trying again.“Hey, are you gonna ignore me the whole trip?” I asked, keeping my voice low.She didn’t even take her eyes off the page.“I’m reading, Jayden,” she replied flatly.“I can see that,” I said, chuckling awkwardly. “You’ve been reading since takeoff.”“That’s because I don’t want to talk.”I sat back and shook my head. “Unbelievable.”Once we got off the
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Fifty
RichardThe morning sun slipped through the curtains, warm and soft on my face. I turned over slowly and saw Emilia curled up beside me, still asleep. Her breathing was soft, calm. I smiled a little and brushed a strand of hair away from her face.“Emilia,” I said gently, my voice low. “It’s morning.”She stirred but didn’t open her eyes. “Just five more minutes,” she whispered, pulling the blanket closer.I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “We have that meeting this morning with the partners.”She groaned lightly and rolled onto her back. “I know. I didn’t forget. I just feel… off.”That made me pause. “Off? What do you mean?”She opened her eyes slowly. “Like I’m gonna be sick. I feel lightheaded too. Probably just tired. Or maybe it’s the food from last night.”I sat up and placed a hand on her forehead. She didn’t feel hot, but I didn’t like how pale she looked. “You should rest,” I said. “Don’t push yourself. I can go without you.”“But—”“No buts,” I said firmly. “I’
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Forty-Nine
JaydenThe second our plane landed in Miami, I let out a long sigh and stretched my legs under the cramped seat."Finally," I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck.The flight had felt like it lasted forever. Sitting in economy didn’t help either. My knees were squashed the entire time, and no matter how I shifted, I couldn’t get comfortable. Every time I looked over at Nora, hoping she'd say something or even glance my way, she acted like I wasn’t even there.She had her earbuds in, reading some thick novel with a serious face, like we weren’t on the same row, like we hadn’t shared a million memories.I leaned in slightly, trying again.“Hey, are you gonna ignore me the whole trip?” I asked, keeping my voice low.She didn’t even take her eyes off the page.“I’m reading, Jayden,” she replied flatly.“I can see that,” I said, chuckling awkwardly. “You’ve been reading since takeoff.”“That’s because I don’t want to talk.”I sat back and shook my head. “Unbelievable.”Once we got off the
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Forty-Eight
EmiliaI stepped into the hotel room—or suite, or whatever it was called—and my jaw almost dropped. The place was insane. Big wasn’t even the word. It was stunning. The kind of room you only see in magazines or movies. The floor was all marble, so shiny I could probably see my reflection if I looked down long enough. Right in the center of the ceiling, this massive chandelier hung down like it belonged in a palace. It sparkled like stars were trapped inside it.The walls were spotless and smooth, painted in this soft cream color that made the gold decorations pop even more. Every little thing in that room looked expensive. Even the handles on the drawers and cupboards—they weren’t just metal, they looked like real gold. I didn’t know if they were, but still, they had that kind of shine.I walked into the bedroom and paused right at the door. It was beautiful. The bed was huge—like, you could roll around for hours and still not fall off. The sheets were bright white and looked so fr
