Lahat ng Kabanata ng From One Night to Love: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I opened my eyes and growled at the blinding daylight. I lifted my head an inch or two, but, apparently, my face wasn't ready to say goodbye to the pillow. As the head fell back to its rightful place, my temples turned into taiko drums, and an invisible Japanese guy started to bang the holy shit out of them.I hated hangovers, and this one was clearly the worst one I'd had in years. What the hell was I drinking last night? Molotov cocktails?! My hand slid through the sheets, hoping to reach the bedside table and the aspirin pill I left there yesterday. As soon as I realized that my hand was too short to reach beyond the bed, I began to crawl, inching face-down in worm-like movements. Suddenly, my nose sank into a white, soft fabric. I inhaled the scent, and the agonizing pressure inside my head began to disappear. I took another breath and bit my lip. Something about this scent caused all my female hormones to do happy little somersaults. My nose wandered through the fabric until it g

I inhaled the scent of the man I decided to marry. Yes, I fully acknowledged the ridiculousness of that decision, but most of my half-conscious body and mind seemed to support it. What he had given me went beyond a physical encounter and beyond making love… It was something magical, something I had never experienced before. I felt precious in his arms, like a gem that needed to be treated with the utmost care. I had tasted emotions I never knew existed, even after being in a three-year relationship with a man who was supposed to love me. It was insane. I had sex for hours, taking a break only to eat a few snacks in bed and then continuing until our bodies were too exhausted to move. And I didn't even know Alex's last name! Somehow that knowledge seemed irrelevant because every second with him felt… right.What if fate existed and brought us together? What if we were meant to be? As hilarious and unbelievable as it sounded, nothing in my life had ever felt as perfect as being together

"What do you mean by pregnant?! I can't be pregnant!" The panic building inside me erupted like molten lava. I glanced at my belly and began to wonder if there truly was something growing inside me.Joy rushed to my bed and grabbed my hand while I sucked hectic breaths, acting as if I were already going into labor. "Sarah, you need to calm down and focus." I heard her serene and even voice. It didn't help.I shook my head. "It… It is impossible!" I burst out.The doctor shrugged slightly. "Unexpected pregnancies happen all the time.""You don't understand!" I panted, my eyes flickering between Joy and the doctor. "I can't be pregnant! I'm on pills!"The doctor blinked a few times before glancing at his tablet and swiping through my medical records. He frowned and then sighed. "The contraceptive pills you've been using have been withdrawn from the market recently due to leading to frequent, well… pregnancies."I felt like someone made holes in my lungs. I had been using the same pills

My heart stopped. I froze, staring at Alex and watching his grin spread across his face. A part of me wanted to tell him who I was. A part of me wanted to embrace him… and then punch him hard for how he had treated me. It took me several seconds before my brain processed the simple fact: the man in front of me didn't want me. The check he had left for me expressed it loud and clear. He had treated me like a whore, and the fact that my dumb hormones still merrily buzzed at the sight of him required a serious reprimand. Furthermore, he could have been married by now… I saw no ring when I glanced at his finger, but that didn't prove anything.I forced my lungs to stretch as I sucked in a breath. I was not going to let another man hurt me. I was nobody's doormat. And I was definitely not going back to making the same mistakes. I could not let myself be fooled again, and the man in front of me was definitely a natural-born trickster. I couldn't let myself fall for his charms, although all

ALEXI was sitting on the leather sofa in the Pas Pour Toi Club, a place that belonged to my friend Daniel Wilden. A year ago, he had opened this spot out of boredom, giving it the most arrogant name possible—Not For You. He wanted to make the club a private haven for his friends to talk and drink. Well, it didn't work. The place was currently one of the hottest spots in New York City. Fortunately, Daniel created a VVIP room, to which only five people had access. I was one of them.I drew a deep breath as I stared at the amber liquid in my glass. The pumping bass slightly slipped through the walls and door, but that was the only thing that indicated that we were in the middle of a crowded nightclub. I had always hated club noises, but not tonight. Tonight, it was the silence that I could not bear…Thoughts swirling inside my head matched the insane speed of the blood running in my veins. It took me more than five minutes before I put them in some kind of order and willed myself to lif