All Chapters of One Night Stand With The Ruthless Billionaire : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11

Isabella's POV “Babes, I’m leaving. Take care,” Sabrina said, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead before grabbing her bag.Her mild, sweet cologne drifted around me, pulling me gently out of sleep.I lay there for a moment, reluctant to pull myself out of bed. I stared at the white ceiling until the brightness made me squint. After a few more minutes, I finally pushed myself up and headed to the kitchen. Hunger gnawed at me.On my way, I ran into Andrews, already dressed for school. “Hi, sis. Good morning. Hope you slept well?” he asked politely.“Morning, Andrews. Yeah, I slept well. You ready for school?” I asked, my voice still thick with sleep.“Yes, sis. I’ll see you later.” He hugged me quickly before heading out the door.In the kitchen, I started preparing my usual hot chocolate. Honestly, that's my favorite, though no one makes it better than my late Mom. I made a small plate of scrambled eggs to go with it. After eating, I headed upstairs for a warm shower before calling

Chapter 12

Isabella's POV The next morning, the sun’s first rays spilled across my face, nudging me awake. I threw my hands to my sides, instinctively searching for Ray, but the bed was empty.I swung my legs off the bed and glanced at the clock. Thirty minutes past seven.“Holy shit.” A jolt of panic ran through me.I rushed to the bathroom and took a quick shower, scrubbing away the remnants of sleep.Fortunately, I had already packed the dress I planned to wear for the interview. On my way out, I saw Ray in the kitchen, flipping pancakes and humming softly.“Hey, babe,” he greeted, planting a quick kiss on my cheek. “Already heading out?”“Yeah, babe. I’ve got an interview today at nine,” I said, squeezing his hand.“An interview?” His eyebrows shot up in surprise.“Yes, babe. It’s a long story, but I promise I’ll explain everything when I get back,” I said, hoping he’d understand.“Okay, but I’m making your favorite breakfast. It’ll be ready soon,” he said, flashing a hopeful smile, clearl

Chapter 13

Isabella's POV He walked in with one hand buried casually in his pocket, acting as if he didn’t recognize me though I could feel the awareness in his eyes.“Hi,” I stood to greet him, my voice steady even though my pulse betrayed me. He gestured for me to sit, lowering himself into the chair with the effortless authority of someone accustomed to being obeyed.“Introduce yourself.” His gaze pinned me in place as he ordered, almost without emotion. “I…” I paused, stuttering briefly. For a moment, my mind stalled. I pinched my palm as I coaxed my racing heart into cooperating.“Hi, I'm Isabella Monroe. I'm skilled in cleaning, organising and maintaining a safe, comfortable environment. I'm hardworking, trustworthy and pay close attention to details. I'm good at managing my time and following routine, and I like making sure everything is comfortable for the family I work with. I'm reliable, respectful and committed to doing my best,” I said without stuttering.I still couldn’t read his

Chapter 14

Isabella's POV Wait… two million dollars a month? That’s insane. But why is he suddenly hiring me? Weren’t we supposed to be enemies? I asked myself, my mind racing.“Look, if you’re only considering this because I saved your daughter and you hate feeling indebted, that’s fine. I didn’t do it for you, no. I did it for her,” I said, locking eyes with him.He stood there in a plain white shirt and black jeans yet somehow managed to look infuriatingly effortless.His golden eyes, framed by thick black lashes, gleamed against his smooth caramel skin. His nose and lips were so perfectly shaped they seemed sculpted.Except for the faint tattoo tracing his shoulder, his skin was flawless. And yes, I hated how noticeable his perfectly sculpted body was. I couldn’t stop noticing the way everything about him seemed perfectly… balanced.I couldn’t understand why he appeared more handsome now, somehow less intimidating, more… human.“Hellooo,” he said, snapping his fingers just inches from my fac

Chapter 15

Damien's POV I sighed softly as I watched her leave. She seems calm, beautiful and most of all natural. She hadn’t worn a hint of makeup, yet she looked breathtaking. My thoughts drifted to her composure during the interview so poised, so collected. I thought the moment she recognized me, shock would flash across her face.I expected anger, maybe a storming exit, given how much she despises me. But she didn’t react. She remained composed, carrying herself as though she didn’t know me at all.Seeing how fiercely she held her ground, refusing to tolerate humiliation or disrespect, made it clear there was much more to her than I had realized. A quite strength I couldn't ignore. When my secretary mentioned that someone named Isabella Monroe had applied, I brushed it off. But reviewing her file made my pulse quicken, it was her. I felt a surge of anticipation, thinking I could finally assert my authority. I planned to draw her into my den… not realizing I might be the one ensnared.A shar

Chapter 16--- After the Interview

Isabella's POV The minute I stepped out of the villa, the sunlight hit me. It was too bright I squinted, lifting a hand to shield my eyes while the heat soaked through my skin. Then my phone buzzed against my palm and Ray’s name pulsed on the screen.“Hey, babe. Are you done with the interview?”Ray’s voice came through before I even said hello.“Yeah… it went okay,” I said, keeping it vague on purpose. I wasn’t ready to talk about any of it . Not the villa and certainly not Damien. I keep telling myself I should tell Ray everything before it blows up in my face. Before he hears it from someone else. But every time I even think about opening my mouth, my chest goes tight. I don’t know how he’ll take it, or what it’ll change between us. All I do know is that I’m not ready to lose him. Not now. Not ever.“Alright, great. I’m on my way to pick you. Give me 15 minutes,” he said.I could hear the engine hum through the phone and then I knew he was already speeding. I smiled, even though

Chapter 17--- Bestie Chaos

Isabella's POV After a few blissful rounds that left us both glowing, Ray and I finally pulled ourselves together and went back to the kitchen to finish cooking. Within minutes the food was ready. I plated our portions, sat down beside him, and just as we started eating, my phone buzzed sharply.“GIRL GET HOME NOW!!”That was it. The message was short, commanding and absolutely Sabrina. My stomach knotted instantly. Something about that message felt wrong… too urgent.“Babe, are you okay?” Ray asked, watching me closely as he slipped a stray strand of hair behind my ear.“Umm… yeah. I mean not really. Sabrina just sent something urgent, and I’m kind of freaking out,” I said, forcing a tiny smile that fooled absolutely no one.“Excuse me,” I murmured, slipping away from the table. I dialed Sabrina immediately. It rang… and rang… and rang but no answer. My palms were damp. Typical Sabrina, queen of never answering her phone, but somehow this silence felt different.I drifted back to th

Chapter 18

Isabella's POV I was terrified. No matter how hard I shook her or how loudly I screamed her name, Sabrina remained limp in my arms, a stillness that wrapped icy fingers around my spine and tightened until I could barely think.“Sabrina… Sabrina…” I kept calling, shaking her harder than I should’ve, but she didn’t even twitch.I rushed out for a glass of water, knelt beside her, and with my hands trembling uncontrollably, splashed it over her face. The shock jolted her. Her eyelids fluttered, her breath caught sharply, and she blinked up at me in a shivering haze.“Sabrina,” I breathed, dragging her into a shaky hug. “Don’t ever do that to me again. You scared the life out of me.”“What’s with your dramatics? And no, tell me you did not just pour water on my face,” she snapped, wiping her cheeks while throwing me the most offended, dagger-sharp glare.She got up slowly and wandered toward the wardrobe, almost tripping over the battlefield of clothes she’d created earlier in her quest

Chapter 19

Isabella's POV I sat there for a moment, trying to wrap my mind around what she’d just said, before finally turning to face her.“Sorry… what did you just say?” I asked, my voice a mix of disbelief and the need to make sure I’d heard her right.She didn’t answer right away, her eyes glued to the dark road ahead, hands steady on the wheel like nothing had happened.“I’ve told you a million times, Briana Damien’s human alright, but he’s a demon in angel clothes. He doesn’t care about women, not really,” I said with a sharp voice.“Bella, please, please! This is another chance for me to get close to him. I’m in a good mood tonight, don't ruin it. Since when do you have superpowers to sniff out angels and demons?” she shot back, sarcasm dripping off every word.After that, silence fell between us. My mind was spinning. Here I was, dressed like a temptress, heading to a stranger’s mansion because of Sabrina and turning back wasn’t an option.“Why do you even hate Damien without meeting hi

Chapter 20

Isabella's POV Damien?? What was he doing here? I remember thinking, completely thrown off. Sure, it was his villa, and yes, I knew seeing him again was inevitable but not like this, not with my nerves snapping like tiny wires beneath my skin.I pressed myself into the tightest corner I could find, my palms smothering my mouth, holding my breath as if the smallest sound would give me away.The image of what I’d witnessed moments ago twisted in my stomach. When the door finally clicked shut, my chest loosened and a shaky breath escaped me. The one I hadn’t realized I’d been holding hostage.I stepped out from my hiding spot, reaching instinctively for my locket only to realize it was gone. I froze. It had been right there. Someone must’ve taken it but who? I asked myself worriedly. My mind jumped immediately. Damien… could it have been him?“Excuse me, miss,” a voice called out behind me, making my heart stutter.I turned to see a striking, well-dressed man watching me with polite cu

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