All Chapters of One Night Stand With My Stepson : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

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

Last Updated : 2025-12-17

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

Last Updated : 2025-12-17

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

Last Updated : 2025-12-17

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

Last Updated : 2025-12-17

Chapter Five

Lucas I 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 a flushed face but she was rude so I had eventua

Last Updated : 2025-12-17

Chapter 6

CamillaWow! The freedom, the pleasurable freedom I had felt that night had been planned. I had been played. Again.Was I really that dumb? At least now I knew what kind of game we were playing."Planned," I said, my voice coming out flatter than I expected. "You knew who I was.""I knew my father was marrying some money grubbing girl. And then I saw you in the bar." He pocketed the phone. "And when I did? Yeah. I made a choice.""Money grubbing?!""It's why the others come. For the money, the fame, the prestige."I laughed dryly. "So what, you fucked me to get leverage? To humiliate your father? To....""All of the above," he cut in. "And besides you were kind of desperate."I clenched my fist. "Believe me, I wouldn't have allowed you to touch me, if I knew what kind of a bastard you are."He smiled. "I think you would." I stared at him for a long moment, and the stupid girl from two nights ago, the one who'd gasped against his mouth and come apart on his fingers like I'd never be

Last Updated : 2026-03-23

Chapter Seven

CamillaThe moment we stepped into the hallway alone, I felt uncomfortable. I was alone with my husband."Your room has been prepared," he said calmly. "I will have someone take you there."I nodded, not trusting my voice. I had been so brave in the kitchen. I had stood up to Lucas and told myself I was in control. But now, walking beside this man who was supposed to be my husband, I felt small again.I looked at Vittorio from the corner of my eye. He walked with his head high, his shoulders straight. He did not look sixty-three years old. He looked strong, powerful, the kind of man who had never been told no in his entire life. His hands were large, his fingers thick. He could probably break me in half if he wanted to.We reached the middle of the hallway when he suddenly stopped. I almost stumbled, catching myself just in time. Then he called out, "Marco."A man stepped out of the darkness. Maybe because he had been dressed in a dark suit that's why I didn't notice him. "Don Vit

Last Updated : 2026-04-23

Chapter Eight

Camilla The dining hall was too big for just three people.Mrs. Leo had woken me up this morning to tell me that breakfast was ready. After the initial shock of what had happened last night, I had been so relieved that I slept well. But as I walked in now, I remembered the way Vittorio had pointed his gun at me. He was seated at the head and Lucas was on the left side, already halfway through a plate of eggs. He looked up as I walked in and gave me that stupid smile that made me want to slap it off his face.I sat across from him beside Vittorio. A servant appeared beside me, pouring coffee into a cup. "Good morning, Camilla," Vittorio said.I flinched, swearing as hot coffee spilled on my hands.He raised his eyebrows and Lucas looked at me like I had grown two heads but I couldn't help it. The sound of his voice made my whole body tighten. Last night he had pointed a gun at me. "Good morning," I mumbled."Did you sleep well?""Yes," I replied quietly, hoping he would get tired a

Last Updated : 2026-05-04

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