All Chapters of One Night Stand With Her Billionaire CEO: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It had been two hours since Zoella arrived at the house. Emma made sure the little girl felt at ease. She wasn’t much of a talker; instead, she focused all her energy on drawing. Zoe had just finished her evening bath and was now in her pajamas. Emma got her settled for bed, said goodnight, gave her a kiss on the cheek, turned off the light, and closed the door behind her. She went back to the living room and grabbed her phone, immediately calling Phoebe. "What was that all about? You just hung up out of nowhere. It was like you saw a ghost or something," Phoebe said. "Yeah. Sort of." "What do you mean?" "Phoebe, the matron showed up with Zoella. It was totally unexpected," Emma whispered, glancing at Zoe’s door repeatedly. She sat on the couch and let out a sigh. "What?" "Now I have no idea how I'm going to manage this. The timing couldn't be worse." "No, it's actually perfect timing." "What?" "Emma, think about it. The party where you were going to tell Ezra about y

Emma let out a yawn, dropping the cloth she had just finished on the couch. She got up and stretched her body. She felt a bit worn out, and grabbed her phone to check the time. "5:00 am." A soft groan escaped her lips. She had no idea she had spent so long on that dress. She placed the phone back on the table, took her newly sewn piece, and set it in a corner, then used the couch for a quick nap.Phoebe had called around 8 pm last night to check in. Emma had told her she wouldn't be home until after the party, and Phoebe had promised to look after Zoella. She ended with, "Make sure you’re the life of the party, okay?" Emma kept replaying those words in her mind. She shifted on the uncomfortable couch and closed her eyes.The alarm jolted her awake a little, leaving her with only a few hours of sleep. She got off the couch and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. Since the office was empty, she did what she needed to do. She fixed her hair, blow-dried and styled it.Next, she started

As he held her cheek with his strong hand while kissing her, Ezra Queen felt a strange sense of déjà vu, as if he had experienced this moment before and would again. He was losing control. She was the same woman he had tried so hard to ignore that afternoon on their way to the mansion; now, he was lost in her lips, relishing the kiss like it was a fine wine. It felt like a precious treasure he couldn't bear to set aside. It needed to be cherished, and that was exactly what he was doing. Treating it with the care it deserved. Like it was meant to be a part of him.He pushed his tongue into hers, embracing the beast he was or was about to become, his hand tangled in her hair. He tried to keep his composure, but it was slipping away. Maybe it was the taste of her or the alluring scent of her perfume that anchored him in place, but he just didn’t want to let go. Not yet.Whenever he looked at her, she radiated innocence, and he had always tried to protect that innocence. But how could he r

The next morning, Ezra woke up with a mild headache. He stared at the ceiling for a moment before dragging himself out of bed. When his phone buzzed, he reached for it and noticed the news feed that had popped up. "New Favorite Designer of Queens Fashion Company: Miss Emmaline Facer." There was a photo of her getting out of a limo attached to it. He knew she would win the title. Given how she had showcased herself and made Winter's fabric, he had no doubt she would succeed.He grabbed the aspirin from his bedside and swallowed it with a glass of water he picked up from the table. Ezra yawned as he approached the curtain and pulled it back. The morning sun beamed onto his face and he took a sharp breath. He turned his attention to the door where Cody was standing. "Come here, boy," he beckoned. Cody dashed over, and he gave him a pat on the head. "Are you ready for your morning walk?" Ezra interpreted Cody's roll on the ground as a yes. "Good boy." He exited his room while holding the l

At exactly 3:15 p.m., Emma stood outside the school waiting to pick Zoe up. Earlier, she had visited the nearest restaurant in search of a job. She felt the need to have some space from Ezra. Although some people recognized her, she had altered her name and appearance to ensure they wouldn’t identify her as the person they thought she was. After her interview, the restaurant manager promised to reach out to her. Even though this wasn't her true passion, she was taking this step to avoid trouble. She decided that it would be wise to create some temporary distance from Ezra, especially since he wouldn’t be pursuing any legal action regarding the incident that happened three years ago. Emma entered the school and saw Zoe exited her classroom. “Hey hon,” she called out, waving. Zoe dashed over and wrapped her arms around Emma's neck. After releasing the little girl, Emma smiled and said, “I have missed you.” “I have missed you too.” “How was your day? Did you have fun? Did you make