All Chapters of One Night Stand With My Billionaire Boss : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

(Ciara’s POV)The air in the office had changed again, but this time it wasn’t sharp or explosive like the previous days, it was quieter, heavier, and far more dangerous, like something was slowly spreading beneath the surface where no one could see it clearly but everyone could feel it.I noticed it the moment I stepped in that morning, the way conversations lowered when I walked past, the way eyes lingered a second too long before quickly looking away, and the way the usual warmth that once existed around me had been replaced with something colder, something uncertain.At first, I told myself I was imagining it.After everything that had happened, after the confrontation, the rumors, and the tension with Taylor, it would have been easy to assume that my mind was simply overthinking things again, trying to find danger even where there was none.But as the hours passed, it became harder to ignore.Because it wasn’t just one person.It was many.And they were not even trying to hide it

(Ciara’s POV)The moment Lucas stepped back from me, the air did not return to normal, it only grew heavier, thicker, as though the entire office was holding its breath and waiting for something else to happen, something that would explain what they had just witnessed, but nothing came immediately, and that silence made everything feel even more intense than the kiss itself.I could still feel it.The warmth of his lips.The firmness of his hand against my face.The way he had looked at me before and after, like this wasn’t just an act, like it wasn’t just a performance for the people around us, and that was what unsettled me the most.Because if it had been just an act, then I would have understood it.But this…This felt different.Too real.Too deliberate.And I didn’t know what to do with that.My breathing was still uneven, my heart still racing in a way that made it difficult to think clearly, and as I became more aware of the people around us again, of the whispers that had sta

(Ciara’s POV)The moment I stepped out of Lucas’s office, my thoughts were still tangled in everything he had said, the way he had looked at me, and the quiet intensity behind his words that I did not know how to interpret without letting my heart get involved again, and just as I tried to steady myself and walk back to my desk, I felt it before I saw her, that familiar shift in the air that always came with her presence, sharp and suffocating, and when I lifted my gaze, Taylor was already standing there waiting for me like she had been expecting this exact moment.Her expression was calm, but her eyes told a different story, one that burned with something dark and unsettled, and for a brief second, I considered walking past her without saying anything, but I knew she would not allow it, not today.“Ciara,” she called softly, her voice smooth in a way that made my skin crawl.I stopped.Slowly, I turned to face her, forcing myself to remain composed even though everything inside me te

(Ciara’s POV)When I opened my eyes again, the first thing I noticed was the quiet hum of the machines around me and the sterile scent of the hospital room, but unlike the heaviness that had consumed me earlier, there was now a strange stillness in the air, as though everyone around me was waiting for something.Annie was seated beside my bed, her fingers wrapped tightly around mine, while her mother stood by the window with her arms folded carefully across her chest, her expression carrying both concern and something else I could not quite place.The moment she noticed I was awake, she straightened.“Oh thank God,” she said softly as she walked toward me.Annie’s head snapped up almost immediately, and relief flooded her features the second our eyes met.“Ciara,” she whispered. “You scared us.”I tried to sit up slightly, but the dull ache in my body made me stop halfway.“What happened?” I asked quietly, my voice rough from exhaustion.Annie adjusted the pillow behind me gently.“Yo

(Ciara’s POV)The car ride back felt longer than it should have.Not because the distance had changed, but because I wasn’t really present in it anymore.Lucas was beside me, one hand steady on the steering wheel, his expression calm in that controlled way of his that always made people assume he had everything figured out. The city lights passed us in blurred streaks outside the window, but I wasn’t looking at them.I wasn’t looking at anything.Because all I could hear was that voice.That same voice.The one I had heard on the phone earlier.The one that had pulled something cold and sharp inside my chest without warning.And the worst part was… I knew that voice.Or at least I knew what it represented.My past.My mistake.Thiago.The name sat at the edge of my thoughts like a wound I thought had healed but clearly hadn’t.I shifted slightly in my seat, trying to steady my breathing.“Ciara.”Lucas’s voice broke through my thoughts.I blinked.“Yes?”“You’ve been quiet,” he said,