Chapter One

Camilla"What. The. Fuck?!"I stood there, the vanilla cake now forgotten on the floor because right there, on the couch was Dylan eating Bella out. Bella, my best friend, the girl who had held my hand when my parents disowned me. Her hands were tangled up in his hair as she moaned. She was wearing nothing but one of my favorite oversized shirts, the one I had bought for us as couples. Dylan only groaned and he saw me while Bella simply paused, her head tilting back as she let out a long, bored sigh. She untangled herself from Dylan, sitting up casually manner."You’re finally here," Bella said, smoothing down the shirt, 'my', shirt. She checked her fingernails like she had been waiting for me. "Took you long enough."This couldn't be happening, right? Just yesterday, Dylan had proposed to me. It had been with a cheap ring but I was happy. I looked at him and he stood up, quickly stepping in front of Bella as if he were protecting her from a monster."Don't look at her like that, Ca

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Chapter Two

CamillaThe taxi driver must have sensed my desperation because he didn't ask questions. He just drove until we stopped in front of the hotel bar I had described. Temptation. My sobs had quieted to a numb ache by the time he pulled over. I handed him cash without counting, and stumbled out into the night.I often visited the bar once every month so it was the only place I could think of. I pushed through the door, going straight to my favorite booth. I'd never been much of a drinker, Dylan always said it made me "too emotional," as if that was a bad thing. But tonight? I needed to drown. Drown the betrayal, the stupidity, the gaping hole where my heart used to be.I slid into the booth and waved at Gina who was a waitress at the club. She came up to me and raised an eyebrow. "What'll it be, Cam? The usuals?""No, I need something stronger. Like a very strong whiskey," I said, my voice strained from all the crying. "It should be neat."She looked at me like she wanted to ask me somethi

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Chapter Three

CamillaI broke the kiss first, gasping against his mouth. I felt alive in a way I hadn't been in months, even with Dylan. Lucas stared down at me, his eyes dark with desire. molten. Around us people cheered and someone was banging on the poker table like we’d just scored the winning goal. Lucas ran his thumb along my bottom lip slowly. " I have been wanting to shut that pretty mouth of yours since you told me not to touch you,” he said, roughly. “Too fucking distracting.”A startled laugh burst out of me. “You’re still an asshole though.”“Guilty.” His grin made him look ten times better. “But I’m the asshole who’s gonna make you forget whoever made you come here today.”He didn’t wait for permission before pulling me through the crowd to the dance floor."What are you doing?” I half-shouted over the music.He pulled me against him with his hands in my waist as his mouth brushed my ear. “Helping you forget the bastard who broke your heart.”I stiffened. “How do you know....?”“Your

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Chapter Four

Camilla Thursday, September 4, 2025. I was going to be a bride who had just given 22 hours and 44 minutes to prepare for her wedding and who knew the groom 22 hours 36 minutes to the wedding through the internet. Not to mention he was twice my age. My mother stormed into my room around 5 am to get me ready. Apparently the groom wanted the marriage to be in the morning because he had some work to do. It was weird but nobody could question Don Salvatore. I looked at the clock as the maids dragged my corset blouse until I was sure that I had broken some ribs. 7: 10 am. I had just 50 more minutes. I came down the stairs and Vanessa gave me a look over. " At least you don't look like a whore this time.”I closed my eyes. I pictured myself bolting through the garden, barefoot, with my makeup, screaming for someone, anyone, to help me. I pictured the guards tackling me, my father’s disappointed sigh and Leo’s hand on my shoulder like a chain.I pictured dying on that altar. I could just g

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Chapter Five

LucasI woke up alone on Wednesday morning.The sheets on the right side were cool and barely wrinkled. No warm body curled against me, no soft breathing, no faint scent of vanilla and whiskey lingering on the pillow. She was just gone. Typical.I rolled onto my back, stared at the hotel ceiling for a second, then let out a low, pissed-off laugh. Of fucking course. My eyes landed on the nightstand. A fat stack of bills sat neatly on it, and I scoffed in annoyance.“Classy,” I muttered. “Real fucking classy, princess.”I remembered last night. I’d come here hunting for the girl who stole our product. There had been a mole on her forehead from the picture my man had sent me and he had also tracked her here. I had spotted her at the booth from across the room and moved towards her immediately. But when I’d caught her. There was no mole, her skin was flawless and she looked breathtaking with her sea green eyes staring at me with flushed face but she was rude so I had eventually left her

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All Chapters of One Night Stand With My Stepson : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five