Lahat ng Kabanata ng One Night With Mr. King: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Paisley tried to get out of her hold, but Tatiana was stronger than she imagined. She felt a taste. Salty. Urine! She struggled more, only to have Tatiana push her head further.Tatiana pulled out her head, her grip on Paisley's hair still hard and firm, like she was going to pull it out of her scalp."Let me give you a warning, bitch. The next time you cross paths with me, mind the way you use your words. Talk shit about my boy again, and I swear you'll experience a fate crueler than death," Tatiana warned, her tone icy. She dipped Paisley's head briefly into the toilet again before releasing her.Stepping out, Tatiana composed herself and returned to her calm and charming aura. As she walked through the hall, she felt the curious gazes of the onlookers and cared less about it.Paisley splashed the running water on her face, scrubbing it intensively. She could still taste, smell, and feel the urine. How dare Tatiana?! Does she think this was years ago? Does she even know what she had

The room fell silent. Cassius didn't flinch or act as if they had exited. Instead, he waited for them to leave, but they didn’t. Why did they have to ruin the moment?Tatiana finally came to her senses and pushed him away from herself. He let her, taking a step backward.An awkward smile appeared on Tatiana's face as her eyes darted from the three figures."I... it's not what you think... umm, we were not doing anything," Tatiana stuttered badly.This was the first time Catelyn had seen Tatiana lost for words. Tatiana had always been a straightforward, courageous woman. So who was the man beside him? Her eyes narrowed, seeing the striking resemblance to Dylan in the man."Mr. King," Jolene struggled to breathe. Catelyn got her answer. Dylan's father?Cassius simply tucked both of his hands into his pockets, waiting for any of them to break the silence. The atmosphere was tense, but he cared less."Auntie, you wanted to prepare coffee. I think Mr. King would like to have some," Tatiana

Tatiana was led into the large hall filled with exquisite people clad in their unique attire. Their chatter filled the air, making the atmosphere lively."Idol," Hudson rushed to her, worries filling his gaze. "Are you alright?" he asked calmly. His black, alluring suit matched the cheerful aura around him."Yeah, I'm fine, thanks to Mr. King," Tatiana responded, her heart still racing a bit from the harsh encounter outside. What if he hadn't saved her? That would have been a mess."I'm glad to hear that. I'm so sorry about it. I'll find out who did that," Hudson assured, and she nodded."Thanks, Mr. Hudson.""Hudson, just call me Hudson. I'll take you to Cassius," he said and led her away from the crowd.Indigo, who was busy discussing with some of her friends, saw this and furrowed her brow. Tatiana was here again, and Hudson was leading her to Cassius. What was her deal?Hudson led Tatiana up to a large, not-so-dark room. There, Cassius stood with one of his hands tucked in his poc

"I was betrothed to Mason Jones ever since high school by my father, who saw my life as a means to build his empire. Despite being bound to Mason, I loved him deeply. When I turned twenty, we got married.At first, he seemed like the perfect husband, fulfilling his responsibilities flawlessly. He was the best man I could have wished for. But after two years, everything changed. It started with him hitting me in the face after I yelled at him. He begged for forgiveness, claiming it was a mistake. However, he continued to hurt me repeatedly.On the fateful day I discovered I was pregnant, I was overjoyed to share the news with him. But when I confronted him about his gambling addiction and tried to intervene, he retaliated by hitting me again. That night, he didn't stop until I was bleeding...I lost my first child, and he showed no remorse. He nearly lost everything—his bank was on the verge of bankruptcy, which affected his company. But he never stopped gambling away all he had. When

A wave of emotions washed over Cassius; he couldn't pinpoint the one he felt most strongly. He had never felt this way before. Speechless."My name's Dylan," Dylan spoke again. This time, Cassius let out a small smile, though it didn’t last."And I'm Cassius King. We'll talk later, yeah? I need to speak with your mother," Cassius said. Dylan nodded slowly, releasing his mother's fabric.Cassius's eyes met Tatiana's as he stood, and without a word, he walked past her.Tatiana didn't need to be told; she gave Jolene a look to take care of Dylan and followed Cassius to the private parking lot, ensuring no reporters were in sight.She watched him enter his car and did the same. The car turned silent as she slammed the door beside her.Starting the engine, he drove away.The air felt heavy, making it hard for Tatiana to breathe. She knew he was angry—she had seen that emotion in his eyes. His silence was killing her; she needed to do something, say something, just to know what the man felt