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JaydenThe anticipation in the room was palpable.I sat at the long conference table, my fingers tapping against the polished wood as I waited for Richard Kane to make the announcement. Today was the day. The day he would finally reveal his right-hand man—the person who would stand beside him, making decisions, handling the most critical affairs of Kane Group.I already knew it would be me.It had to be me.I had worked tirelessly for this. No one else had climbed the corporate ladder as fast as I had. No one else had proven themselves worthy.For the past year, I had secured high-profile deals, networked with top clients, and ensured that Kane Group’s reputation remained untouchable. More importantly, Richard trusted me. He valued my work. I had been in this company longer than most of the people sitting here, and I had the track record to prove I deserved this.There was no competition. No one even came close.I leaned back in my chair, letting my fingers graze my tie before straigh
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EmiliaIt had been hours since my confrontation with Jayden, but the heat of his words still burned in my chest. I had managed to shove down my emotions for a while, burying the sting of his insults deep down where I could ignore them—at least until the next time I’d have to face him. The anger, the accusations—none of it was new. But today, it had felt different. Personal. He wasn’t just angry about the position. No, it was more than that. It was about power. Control.I wasn’t the same Emilia anymore, and he couldn’t handle that.With a heavy sigh, I walked back to my office, the long hallway stretching before me like a passage I had to walk every day—grueling, unyielding. I passed several employees who quickly turned their attention back to their work as I approached, but I could sense the looks. The whispers. They were still fresh. Still sharp.When I reached my office, I felt a moment of relief, thinking I could finally gather my thoughts and catch my breath. It was only a fleetin
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-03-29One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Twelve
EmiliaThe weight of their stares never lessened.It clung to me like a heavy fog, thick with judgment and barely concealed contempt. No matter where I went in the office, I could feel their eyes trailing me, their hushed whispers punctuated by barely hidden sneers.I wasn’t naïve. I knew what they were thinking.She doesn’t deserve this position.She must have slept her way to the top.Richard Kane must have a special taste for desperate women.The words weren’t spoken directly to me, but they didn’t have to be. The looks were enough.Despite the suffocating tension in the air, I held my head high and walked with purpose. If I let them see even a fraction of doubt or hesitation, they would pounce. These people thrived on weakness, and I refused to give them the satisfaction of watching me crumble.But that didn’t mean their whispers didn’t sting.I clenched my fists as I neared the reception desk, forcing my shoulders to remain straight. If I wanted to command respect, I had to act l
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-03-29One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Thirteen
Richard.The air inside Kane Group buzzed with the usual morning energy—keyboards clacking, phones ringing, employees chatting in hushed voices. But as I strode through the lobby, a different kind of chatter reached my ears.“…can’t believe she’s still here.”“I know, right? She’s acting like she actually belongs in that position.”I didn’t slow my pace, but my jaw clenched slightly.They hadn’t even noticed me approaching.“She probably thinks if she sticks around long enough, Richard Kane will put a ring on her finger.”A round of snickering followed.I stopped beside them, fixing my gaze on the group of employees huddled near the reception area. The moment they realized I was there, their faces drained of color. One of the men—a junior associate from the marketing department—stiffened, his laughter dying instantly. The others quickly averted their gazes, pretending to be suddenly fascinated by their phones or the floor.One of them, a young man I vaguely recognized, cleared his thr
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JaydenThe ballroom gleamed with opulence, the golden chandeliers casting a warm, regal glow over the sea of sharply dressed guests. Crystal glasses clinked, and the soft hum of polite conversation filled the space. Waiters moved effortlessly between groups, offering expensive champagne and exquisite hors d’oeuvres.The Kane Group’s anniversary gala was more than just a celebration. It was a statement—a display of power, wealth, and influence. A night where the elite of the business world gathered to reaffirm their positions at the top. And tonight, Katherine and I were about to take center stage.I adjusted the cuffs of my tailored black suit, exhaling slowly as I scanned the room. Business moguls, investors, CEOs—all the right people were here. People who understood the value of strategic alliances. People who would recognize what my engagement to Katherine truly meant.. Beside me, Katherine radiated confidence. Her deep red gown hugged her curves, the color bold and deliberate—a q
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Jayden The murmurs hadn’t stopped. Even as the orchestra resumed its melody and guests returned to their conversations, the energy in the room had shifted.Richard Kane’s announcement had stolen the night.I stood frozen in the middle of the ballroom, my mind racing. Emilia was his wife. She was pregnant with his child. And he had just kissed her in front of everyone, making a clear and public declaration.And the worst part?No one was talking about my engagement to Katherine anymore.The moment that was supposed to cement our status, the carefully planned announcement meant to elevate our position in the company, had been utterly overshadowed. Instead of congratulating me and Katherine, guests whispered amongst themselves about Emilia and Richard.Katherine was fuming beside me, gripping her champagne glass so tightly I thought it might crack. Her lips were pulled into a tight line, and her usual poised demeanor had faltered. “This is ridiculous,” she hissed, keeping her voice low.
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Emilia The air was still thick with tension from Richard’s announcement. I could feel the weight of a hundred eyes on us, watching, whispering, speculating. But none of it mattered—not when Richard stood beside me, his hand resting protectively on my waist, his presence a shield against the storm.The music had resumed, a slow, elegant tune filling the grand ballroom. The murmur of conversation was back, but there was an undeniable shift in the atmosphere.Richard had claimed me in front of everyone. And now, the world saw me not just as Emilia, the once-forgotten fiancée of Jayden Turner, but as his wife.And the mother of his child.I wasn’t sure how to feel about it. My heart was still racing from the kiss he had given me earlier—possessive, deliberate, leaving no room for doubt about where we stood. Even now, my lips still tingled from the warmth of his touch, the sensation lingering like an unspoken promise.I turned to look at him, expecting him to be scanning the room like he a
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KatherineIt was Monday morning, and it was a depressing sunny day.I sighed as I approached the towering glass building of Kane Group. It has been three days, three days had passed since that humiliating disaster at the company's anniversary party, yet the whispers and never ending lingering stares still followed me like a shadow behind my back and it was annoying.It was a nightmare a complete and total catastrophe for me.Jayden’s name was on everyone’s lips, and not even for the right reasons and neither was mine. He had been utterly humiliated, and by extension, so had I. The thought made my blood boil. I was still furious mostly at that bitch named Emili. She stole my spotlight.But I wouldn’t let them see me flinch.Straightening my shoulders, I lifted my chin and stepped inside.As expected, the moment I entered, all eyes turned to me. The air just starting buzzing with murmurs, hushed low whispers that weren’t even subtle at all. I could feel their judgment crawling over my s
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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
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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
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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
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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
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Forty-Seven
RichardIt was already afternoon when our plane touched down in Miami. The flight had been smooth and peaceful.Emilia and I were now sitting in the back of a sleek black SUV, cruising through the city streets.She was sitting quietly next to me, her head turned toward the window as she stared outside in awe.I couldn’t help but smile as I watched her eyes light up and her mouth fall slightly open with every tall palm tree or colorful building we passed."First time in Miami?" I asked, leaning a little closer to her with a grin.She didn’t take her eyes off the window when she answered. "First time anywhere, to be honest."I raised an eyebrow. "Really? You’ve never been out of the city before?"She shook her head and let out a small laugh. "Nope. Never had the chance.""Wow," I said, genuinely surprised. "Well, I’m glad your first trip is with me then."She turned her head and looked at me, smiling. Then she suddenly smacked me lightly on the arm. "You didn’t tell me you had a freakin
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Forty-Six
EmiliaI took the elevator and made my way up to my office. Just as I was about to walk in, my secretary stood up from her desk and gently stepped in front of me."Excuse me, Mrs. Kane," she said, holding a small tablet in her hand. "You have a new schedule today."I stopped, slightly confused. "What new schedule? I thought I was done for the day."She tapped quickly on her tablet, her eyes scanning the screen. "There's an impromptu board meeting. I just got the update. It’s scheduled for 1 PM."I glanced at the clock on the wall behind her. It was already 12:50."1 PM? That’s in ten minutes," I said, raising an eyebrow. "Do you know who called the meeting?"She typed a bit more, then looked up. "It was... Mrs. Smith."I didn’t even try to hide the frown that formed on my face. "Of course it was," I muttered.Without another word, I turned around and headed into my office to grab a file and straighten up. I didn’t want to give Elena the satisfaction of seeing me caught off guard.---
One Night Stand With Mr.. President Chapter Forty-Five
EmiliaDinner last night was a disaster. I was attacked by Richard's mum and that smug called Elena, head on.Even Richard's cousin Jacob insulted me. I wonder why his family decided to pick on me, even suggested that my child isn't his. What the hell??Last night was an absolute disaster, A full-on nightmareBut like every bad dream, the morning always comes. And when it does, I shake it off. I move on.I knew what Emelda and Elena were trying to do. Their plan was clever, I'll give them that but it was very petty. They wanted to humiliate me, to make me feel small, like I didn’t belong. They might have gottento me last night but I wasn’t going to let it stick. I wasn’t going to let two bored women with too much time on their hands ruin my peace.Not after everything I’ve been through.I wasn’t going to let any of them see me flinch. So today, I made sure to look like I was glowing.I wore a sleek, fitted dress , black, simple, elegant. My heels clicked confidently on the floor as I
