All Chapters of One Night with the Young CEO: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter Thirty-One: The Salon Encounter

Sarah exhaled for what felt like the first time in days. The hum of the city outside, the faint scent of essential oils, and the soft, trickling music in the background seemed almost sacred. She had done everything she could to outrun her thoughts, to distract herself with the sterile precision of Hamilton Medical City, the endless rotations, and the demands of her career. But it hadn’t worked. Not really.She had made a decision, to take a short leave. A few days, no work, no responsibilities, no surgeries. Just herself and her thoughts. And for once, she was determined to be utterly selfish.One of the items on her bucket list, something she had promised herself for years but had never allowed, was to visit the newest salon in town. She deserved it, a full indulgence, foot spa, pedicure, massage, the works.Her feet sank into warm, scented water, the bubbles caressing her skin, while the attendant gently rubbed her calves. Sarah closed her eyes, letting the tension seep out of her m

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Chapter Thirty-Two: The Footspa

The low hum of the salon filled the space like a delicate spell, the faint clinking of bowls, the whisper of running water, the rhythmic brush of files against skin. Yet none of it reached Sarah’s mind. Her focus had narrowed, pulled entirely toward the man sitting across from her.Liam Hamilton, poised, unreadable, devastatingly composed, had rolled up his sleeves, his forearms flexing as he rested them casually on the armrest. Even in this soft-lit room, surrounded by pastel towels and muted laughter, he looked impossibly out of place. Too powerful, too magnetic, too much of a storm in a tranquil sky.And then the attendant began.The brush touched the arch of his foot, and a spark of motion rippled through him before he could hide it. His shoulders gave a slight jolt, a low laugh slipping out, startled and unguarded. It was a soft sound, but it threaded through the quiet room like a secret.He drew a sharp breath through his teeth, the sound cutting the air. His fingers curled arou

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Chapter Thirty-Three: The Painful Reveal

The salon’s soft hum was a lullaby to anyone else, but for Sarah, every sound was magnified. The low trickle of water from the pedicure station, the faint rustle of towels, even the brush of a glove against skin, it all seemed to focus on him. Liam.He sat across from her, shoe removed, foot poised delicately on the small footrest, already tender from the stubborn ingrown nail the technician was about to correct. Sarah’s chest tightened, every nerve alert, every muscle tensing as she anticipated what was coming.The first instrument scraped gently against his skin, precise, clinical, unyielding. Liam’s jaw clenched almost imperceptibly. A low, guttural sound slipped past him, a grunt he tried to swallow, muffled against the corner of his mouth. Sarah’s eyes widened. She had seen him in boardrooms, in negotiations, commanding attention with a tilt of his head or a curve of his brow. But this… this was entirely different.He was a man unraveling under the most ordinary of circumstances,

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Chapter Thirty-Four: The Effect

The quiet hum of the salon felt heavier now, as if the air itself had thickened around them. The soft lavender scent, the faint brush of towels, even the distant trickle of water, all of it seemed to pulse in rhythm with the rapid beat of Sarah’s heart.Liam had settled back into his chair, foot still slightly tender from the ingrown removal, but his posture was deliberate, controlled, as though the discomfort had been nothing more than a minor inconvenience. Yet Sarah saw everything, the subtle flex of his jaw, the almost imperceptible tremor in his fingers, the way his gray-blue eyes flicked to her repeatedly, catching her gaze as though daring her to betray herself.“You’re… watching me,” he said, low, deliberate, voice smooth, teasing, almost amused. The words were soft, casual, but the weight behind them pressed against her like a physical force.Sarah froze. Her pulse skipped, her throat tight, her chest suddenly far too warm. “I—” she tried to look away, but her eyes betrayed h

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Chapter Thirty-Five: Rest Interrupted

Sarah wanted to hate him. She truly did.She had taken leave, stolen days for herself, days meant for quiet indulgence and rest, days meant for escaping the relentless gravity of Liam Hamilton. She had envisioned lazy mornings, foot spas, massages, scented oils and soft music—a small bubble of sanctuary carved from her chaos-filled life.And yet here he was.Sitting across from her. Tailored suit impeccable, posture commanding, eyes sharp and knowing. Twenty-five years old, and yet every inch of him radiated dominance, the kind of man who could command boardrooms, the kind of man who could command attention, the kind of man who could command her. A forty-five-year-old woman who thought herself immune to such power.Her pulse pounded against her ribs, rapid and uneven. She gritted her teeth. He shouldn’t exist in her world. He shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t, he was. She had told herself she was done with the push and pull, the magnetic frustration, the endless game that made her ache

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Chapter Thirty-Six: Temptation in the Silence

The soft hum of the salon, once a gentle lull, now felt like a cage, pressing in from all sides. Every scent, the faint lavender, the warm oils, the subtle soapiness of the towels was sharp, amplified, impossible to ignore. Every sound, the gentle trickle of water, the quiet shuffle of the technicians, was magnified in her ears, drowned out only by the thundering pulse of her own heartbeat.Sarah tried to breathe. She really did.But it was impossible.Impossible because he was there. Liam Hamilton, twenty-five and devastating, sitting across from her like a storm contained in perfect, unreadable form. His gaze had found her again, and it was not casual, not distant. It was focused, piercing, intimate, the kind of look that made her body shiver and her mind spin at once.She had taken leave to escape this, him, the push and pull, the unrelenting tension but it had been futile. He was everywhere she didn’t want him to be. In the quiet, in the warmth, in the stolen moments she had thoug

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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Resist or Surrender?

Sarah’s pulse was a drum in her ears. Every nerve in her body was on fire, alive with a heat she couldn’t name, couldn’t control, and didn’t want to, but she had to. She had to leave.Liam leaned forward slightly, voice low, intimate, the ghost of a smirk teasing his lips. “Decide, Sarah. Resist… or surrender?”She swallowed, choking on the thickness in her throat, feeling the magnetic pull of him like gravity itself. Her hands trembled faintly in her lap. Her body ached in ways that had nothing to do with the warm water in her feet or the gentle massage of her calves. Her chest tightened, her stomach fluttered, and heat pooled in her core with such intensity it made her knees weak.She wanted him. God, she wanted him. Not just the boardroom Liam, not just the flawless, untouchable Liam. She wanted this man, vulnerable, teasing, intoxicating, right here, right now. And she couldn’t.Because she couldn’t allow herself to fall so completely. Not here. Not now. Not like this.Her breath

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Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Pull

Sarah’s hands shook as she gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white, pulse pounding like a drum in her ears. Her chest burned. Her mind screamed. Her body, her treacherous, traitorous body, longed for him with a rawness he hadn’t felt in decades. Every nerve ending was alive, ignited, every pulse vibrating with memory and desire.And he was there.He hadn’t moved from her mind. Not for a second. She could still feel the weight of his gaze, the subtle curl of his smirk, the low hum of his voice vibrating in her chest: “You can’t escape me. Not really. Not ever.”God, he was right.Sarah had fled the salon as if her life depended on it, yet every inch of her wanted to run back, to throw herself into that magnetic storm he embodied. She wanted to plead, to beg, to surrender to the forbidden he had ignited, but she couldn’t. She wasn’t that woman. Or at least, she told herself that.And yet, deep down, somewhere raw and dangerous, she knew she was lying.Her phone buzzed lightly against

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Chapter Thirty-Nine: A Sin Waiting To Happen

The hospital parking lot had never felt this suffocating.Sarah stood beside her car, hand frozen on the door handle, unable to convince her shaking body to move forward. Her heart thudded violently against her ribs, breath shallow, chest painfully tight. The crisp morning air should have calmed her. It didn’t. Not when every memory of yesterday still scorched beneath her skin.She scanned the row of vehicles, expecting, fearing, hoping for a glimpse of him. For that towering, magnetic silhouette that haunted her every breath. For those eyes that stripped her defenses bare. For that smirk that promised surrender.He wasn’t there.And somehow, that terrified her more.Her fingers curled around the strap of her bag, knuckles whitening as a wave of dizziness washed through her. She had rehearsed this moment all night, lying awake, trembling in tangled sheets, today, she would take control. She would put distance between herself and the one man who could unravel everything she had built.

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Chapter Forty: The Edge of Surrender

The elevator’s sudden stop sucked the air from the small space. The soft hum of machinery ceased, leaving only the pounding of Sarah’s pulse in the silence. Her breath stuttered, the rise and fall of her chest unsteady, desperate, betraying her.Liam did not move.He didn’t need to.His presence filled every corner of the elevator, every inch of the shrinking air between them. Her back pressed instinctively against the cool metal wall, as if it could hold her upright, as if it could save her from herself.His eyes lowered, tracing the trembling curve of her lower lip. Her throat tightened. Heat flared beneath her skin, pulsing downward, rooting itself low and deep and dangerous.“Sarah…” he breathed her name like a confession and a possession.Her fingers fumbled at her coat collar, gripping it like a lifeline.“Don’t,” she whispered, though her voice lacked strength, a plea without conviction.Liam’s smirk softened into something far more devastating. “Don’t what?” he asked, tone vel

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