Semua Bab My Ex's Father is My One-night Stand: Bab 1 - Bab 10

"Where is your fianceé?", the red-hair girl asked, with a smirk on her face as she unbuckled her heels sitting on the bed.Roseline had never met her before, so it couldn't be one of Thompson's friends.She peered more into the room from the creak they had left from not bolting the door properly to take a proper look at the woman.The red hair was not familiar at all.What was she doing now?Roseline watched as she flung her heels away from her feet carelessly across the room. She raised her legs, placing them on top of the bed in a way, with her knees pointed upwards. Then, propping herself up with her elbow, she threw her head back and flexed her neck, a slow moan escaping her throat.Roseline listened, her eyes still glued to the scene that unfolded before her."How many times would I tell you that she isn't my fianceé", Thomson replied from somewhere outside of her view, his voice a mix of tiredness and longing.Roseline's breath hitched and her shoulders dropped.She remembered

"They were free drinks. Can you imagine that?" Roseline bickered, her cheeks flushed from the effect of the alcohol as she pushed her way into the room.Mr. Thomas White, the CEO and largest shareholder of The Zone group of companies, the biggest franchise in London, just stood by the door, his eyes heavy with sleep.He had had a meeting with an important client that evening, but just as he was about leaving the premises, he collided with an old friend and decided to converse over drinks.By the time they were done, it was quite late. He had called his secretary to check his schedule for the next day and checked in the hotel after he had confirmed nothing needed his physical presence at the office until the next week.He had taken an early bath and retired to bed earlier than usual. He was already deep in his sleep until the heavy banging on the door woke him.He had hesitated for a second, knowing fully well the hotel would have called the landline if there was any information to pas

"Are you okay?""What's with that scary scowl on your face?", Thompson queried, grabbing Roseline's arms and pulling her into a hug before she even had time to think about resisting."Wait, Thompson", she scampered, withdrawing herself from the hug, her face scrunched up in confusion."What has come over you?" he inquired with a gentle laugh, showing how pissed her action made him."I'm sorry. It's just that--", Roseline stammered, biting down on her lips."It's just what?" he asked, impatient."It's just that I feel we shouldn't be doing this", Roseline blurted out, lacking the right words to explain what she was feeling at the moment."What!" Thompson asked, shocked."You want to break up with me?" he asked, his eyes widened."No, that's not what I mean," she protested, waving her hands in front of him in disagreement."Then what do you mean? You just said we shouldn't be doing this", he asked, burying his hands in his pockets and staring at her curiously.Confused at her own behavi

(Drink and Cheers Relaxation Bar – 5:02 PM)"Just like that?" Silas Cole, a man in his early thirties, muscles built like a professional boxer and hair parted in a way that gave him the typical look of a countryside musician, spoke."Just... like... that," Thompson answered, downing the glass of strong whiskey filled to the brim in front of him."Wow! That’s some crazy shit right there, bro," Silas replied, adjusting in his seat.The silence between the two friends grew wider, but the ambience of the drink house suppressed the tension it created.The night was young, but the bar was brimming with presence. There were lots of customers, mostly in pairs, behind high cushions built to hide whatever fun was going on at one table from the next.There were blue lights, soft on the skin and calm on the eyes—perfect for the luxurious vibe the bar stood for. There was slow music as the waiters served drinks around tables as requested.D&C didn’t just serve as a bar; it served fine aura—the type

(Thompson White's Mansion - 7:15 AM)"Roseline!" the voice called out after the knock.It was Thompson. He hadn't left for work.Roseline shuddered, her hands dropping lifelessly from going to unbolt the door."Roseline! Are you awake? Please, hear me out," Thompson continued, knocking on the door again.His voice was mild, calm, unlike yesterday. He knocked gently on the door too, as opposed to how hard he had banged on the door the night before."Maybe this is the perfect time to talk about all of these with him," Roseline murmured to herself, nodding as if trying to convince her head to follow her mind."Roseline, please!" Thompson continued knocking on the door.Slowly, Roseline raised her hand towards the door and, in a click, unbolted it. Just then, Thompson turned the knob, throwing the door ajar.The moment their eyes met, Thompson lunged onto her, pressing her into him in a hug."I missed you, darling. Sorry for being a jackass yesterday," Thompson said slowly into her ears, h