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Echoes in the Rain

Author: Nicole Williams
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-10 03:42:48

Jason storms out of his father’s place, the cold drizzle already soaking his hair .The sting on his cheek burns fresh, sharp, and angry a slap that still echoes louder than the rain. His jaw tightens as he strides toward his car parked somewhere in the compound. His father’s angry voice still rings in his ears, accusing him of arrogance, of disrespect, of ruining the family’s reputation for leaving the forum because someone poured wine on his clothes without wanting to know why he did that.

The door slams shut behind him, the sound swallowed by the rain. He slides into the driver’s seat and zooms off the Hales estate.

While on the busy road, he can’t help but keep reminiscing about what transpired between him and his father. He had said he wished Zayden, his first son, wasn’t dead. His father has always been like that—always blaming him without wanting to know his opinion. No matter how he tried, his father would never praise him. All he would keep saying is how his brother Zayden
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  • One Night Stand With My Ruthless Boss    Heart Problem or Heart Fluttering

    By nightfall, Jason was back in his private villa, the city’s hum muffled behind high walls. Marcus Reed, his long-time friend and private doctor, sat in the living room, gently patting Nora, Jason’s white fluffy cat. The familiar warmth of Marcus’s presence should have calmed him—but tonight, it did nothing to soothe the storm in his chest. They moved quietly toward the hidden clinic beneath the villa. Jason sank into the leather chair, the tension in his shoulders obvious. Marcus observed him, eyes steady, measuring, but saying nothing at first. “Is everything okay, Jason?” Marcus finally asked, his tone calm but firm. Jason let out a ragged breath, voice low and hoarse. “Mar… I think I’m losing my mind. Someone or something is making me feel… I can’t even explain it. I don’t even know how to explain it. My brain is just in a mess.” “Go ahead and say whatever it is. I’m all ears,” Marcus said. Jason recounted the day’s events: from the hotel night to the office meeting, the spi

  • One Night Stand With My Ruthless Boss    The CEO’s Gaze

    The morning sunlight poured across the polished floors of Valenrose Beauty Group as Jason leaned over the stack of reports the marketing team had prepared, scanning each proposal carefully. The Major Beauty Expo was less than a month away, and every campaign idea, every concept, every projection had to be flawless.The workers from the marketing department sat across from him, sweat beading on foreheads, hands fidgeting nervously. Everyone was waiting for the storm.“Whose work is this?” Jason asked, raising his head, his expression unreadable.Stephanie reluctantly raised her hand. “It’s mine, sir.”“Do you mean you submitted this for the Major Beauty Expo, or is this just a joke?” His eyes burned like fire, sharp and unyielding. “Is this company a joke to you? Are you trying to make VBG a roadside beauty product maker? I gave you all four days—four days!—and you come here with this trash?” He paused, letting the weight of his words hang in the room. “If you’re tired of work, the doo

  • One Night Stand With My Ruthless Boss    Let Me Be Human

    At first, his body remained still, almost statuesque. Emery’s hand brushed the fabric of his jacket and the line of his neck, wiping frantically, and nothing happened. No flinch. No sharp pain. Her touch didn’t trigger his allodynia. Jason’s chest rose and fell slightly faster than normal, his gaze narrowing. Something inside him shifted, an instinct, a recognition he hadn’t admitted to anyone. The faintest trace of disbelief flickered in his eyes. Could it be? Was it really her? The person he’d been searching for… right here? The woman whose touch didn’t hurt? Because now she had just touched him, and his allodynia didn’t trigger. He stood there in the moment, watching how her hand kept touching his neck as she tried to wipe off the coffee from his jacket, and his body didn’t react.I froze, my hand hovering over his jacket, the handkerchief trembling between my fingers. Why isn’t he moving? Why is he standing so still? Is he angry? Is he thinking of firing me for spilling the coffee

  • One Night Stand With My Ruthless Boss    Could It Be Her?

    Jason sat in his car. He hadn’t moved for several minutes, still sitting there, one hand on the steering wheel, the other tapping absently against his thigh. How will I find her? Who is she? Is she someone close to me? Do I know her? The questions circled his mind over and over. He had her coffee, her image from the dash cam, even the memory of her voice humming. But no name. No address. No thread to pull. Then an idea slid into his mind like a well-played chess move. Slow. Subtle. Effective. He started the engine and pulled out of the lot. Within minutes, his phone was at his ear. “Meet me at the supermarket on Brooks Street,” he told his assistant, his tone leaving no room for questions. When he arrived, his assistant—tall, thin, with glasses perpetually sliding down his nose—was already waiting, holding a shopping basket like it was a shield. Jason walked straight past him and headed to the beverage aisle. “Sir?” his assistant asked, hurrying to keep up. “What ex

  • One Night Stand With My Ruthless Boss    You Belong to Me

    The melody lingered, pulling at something inside his chest.Jason’s brows furrowed.Wondering how this could happen—his condition made even the lightest touch feel like fire, but whoever this woman was… she’d managed to hold him, to wipe him down, even undress and redress him—and not once had his body screamed in pain.It was impossible.He murmured to himself, How could this happen? Could this woman be the same one from months ago? Why can she touch me, hold me, clean my body without triggering my touch allodynia? Who is she?He pushed out of bed, his bare feet sinking into the tiles, and quickly got dressed. When he stepped into the elevator, his reflection stared back at him—perfectly neat, as though he hadn’t just suffered one of his worst episodes the night before.Downstairs, he approached the reception desk.“Hello. I woke up in one of your rooms,” he said, his voice clipped and businesslike. “How did I get here?”The receptionist blinked, clearly caught off guard, then quickly

  • One Night Stand With My Ruthless Boss    The Woman Behind the Mask

    When I am sure he is totally asleep, I slip out quietly, the mask still hiding my face, leaving behind my sleeping baby.I went straight to my house without even taking the coffee I went out to buy in the first place.By the time I stepped through my front door, my head was still buzzing with the image of him—Jason Hale, my impossibly cold, distant boss—lying unconscious in front of me earlier tonight.“What on earth was he even doing there at that hour?” I muttered to myself.I kicked off my shoes, letting them land somewhere near the couch, and flopped down, still replaying the scene. As I continued murmuring to myself, “Why was he even holding my cloth and saying, ‘Zayden, don’t leave me. Mom, don’t leave me’? Only God knows what he is going through. Anyone that sees him—always sharp and strict, good-looking and rich—will think he has it all, without even knowing he also has what is burning him in his heart.”I let out a small laugh to myself.“Well, not my problem. I just hope he

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