One Night Stand With My Billionaire Boss のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

(Ciara’s POV) I kept running. My heels hit the pavement too fast and too hard, the sharp sound echoing in the quiet early morning as though something real was chasing me. Maybe it was. Not him, but the memory of him. I did not dare to look back to see if he was following me. Not that he would, because a man like that did not chase. He waited, he watched, he punished, and somehow I felt like I had just made a very dangerous enemy. Still, I ran. My lungs burned, my chest tightened, and my heart pounded so loudly it felt like it would burst out of my ribs. Finally, I slowed to a stop, bending slightly as I tried to catch my breath. “Ciara, calm down,” I muttered, pressing my hand against my chest. “It is not like you are ever going to see that man again.” Right. Exactly. Never again. It was finished. It was over. I straightened and forced a shaky breath out, trying to convince myself that everything was fine, that nothing had happened, that last night was just a mistake. It wa

(Ciara’s POV)“I am having second thoughts,” he said slowly, and my throat went dry instantly. “About letting you walk away that easily.” He tilted his head slightly, his eyes locked on mine with a calm intensity that made my chest tighten. “After all, Ciara…” He paused briefly. “You still owe me a proper review.” For a few seconds, I forgot how to breathe. A proper what? My brain stopped working, my thoughts scattering in confusion, and whatever dignity I had left disappeared immediately. “Sir?” I croaked. He did not smile, and that made everything worse. If he smiled, I could pretend it was a joke. If he looked angry, I could apologize again. But this calm and unreadable expression was something else entirely, and it was deeply unsettling. “I do not understand,” I said carefully, hoping I had misunderstood him. “I believe you do,” he replied calmly. I did not. I absolutely did not. “Sir, with all due respect,” I said, clearing my throat, “I think we should forget everythin

(Ciara’s POV)I did not remember how I got outside.One moment, I was standing in that room, surrounded by people who watched my humiliation like it was entertainment. The next, I was walking away, my chest tight, my thoughts loud, my steps unsteady.By the time the doors of the hotel closed behind me, the world felt quieter.But not calmer.Never calmer.The rain had already started.At first, it was light, almost gentle, like a warning. But within seconds, it grew heavier, louder, until it was pouring down without restraint.I did not stop. I did not run for shelter like everyone else. I walked straight into it.The cold drops hit my skin, my hair, my face, soaking through my clothes almost instantly, but I welcomed it.I needed something stronger than what I was feeling.Something louder than the memories replaying in my head.Something that could drown out his voice.The slap, the way he looked at me like I was nothing.I kept walking until I found a bench just a few steps away fro

(Ciara’s POV)I was still standing in the same spot long after everyone had returned to their work.The office had gone back to normal. Conversations resumed. Keyboardsclicked.Phones rang.But for me, everything still felt… paused.“I have decided to appoint you as my personal secretary.”Lucas’s voice replayed in my head for what felt like the hundredth time, steady and certain, like it was not something he had just decided on a whim.But it had to be a whim.Because nothing about it made sense.Out of everyone in this office…Why me?“Ciara.”I blinked, snapping out of my thoughts as Lizzie waved her hand in front of my face.“You are still standing like a statue,” she said, lowering her voice slightly. “Are you alright?”“I don’t know,” I admitted honestly.She leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.“You are now working directly with the CEO,” she whispered dramatically. “Do you understand what that means?”“Yes,” I said slowly. “It means my life is over.”She let out a

(Ciara’s POV)I could not sleep.No matter how many times I turned on the bed, no matter how tightly I shut my eyes, sleep refused to come.Lucas’s voice kept replaying in my head.“This behavior is unacceptable.”“If you cannot do that, then you are in the wrong place.”I stared at the ceiling, my chest tightening slightly.It was not just what he said.It was how easily he said it.How quickly he believed her.I turned to my side, pulling the pillow closer.“I did nothing wrong,” I whispered into the silence.But the words did not comfort me.Because deep down, it was not about being right or wrong.It was about the fact that he did not even try to understand.I exhaled slowly and sat up.Sleep was not coming.That much was clear.The room felt too quiet, too heavy, like my thoughts were closing in on me. I pushed the blanket off and got down from the bed, my feet touching the cold floor as I made my way to the kitchen.Maybe I just needed a distraction.Something simple.Something