All Chapters of One Night Stand With My Billionaire Boss : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

(Ciara’s POV)The office felt unusually loud that morning, even though nothing had changed about it. The air conditioning hummed softly, keyboards clicked in the distance, and voices rose and fell in the usual rhythm of a busy corporate day, but none of it truly reached me.I sat at my desk staring at my screen without really seeing anything. My mind was still tangled in everything that had happened the previous night with Thiago, in the way his words had tried to crawl back into places I had carefully sealed off, and in the way I had walked away pretending I was fine when I was not entirely sure I was.I pressed my hand lightly against my stomach without thinking, a small protective gesture I had begun to do more often lately. Even now, the reality of it still felt surreal. I was pregnant. The words sounded simple, but the weight behind them was anything but.“Ciara.”Lizzie’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts immediately.I turned toward her just in time to see her drop her bag ont

(Ciara’s POV)The dinner had not even settled into anything close to comfort when it happened.I was still carefully pushing my food around my plate, trying to ignore the weight of eyes that kept shifting between me and Lucas, when I felt a sudden movement beside me.It was quick.Intentional.And before I could even register what was happening, a cold splash hit my chest.I froze.For a second, I thought I had imagined it.Then I looked down.Juice.Bright, sticky juice spreading across the front of my dress like an ugly stain that refused to be ignored.The table went silent.My breath caught slightly, not because of the liquid itself, but because of what it meant.Slowly, I lifted my head.Taylor was sitting back in her chair with a hand over her mouth, her expression carefully arranged into one of fake shock.“Oh my goodness,” she said softly. “I am so sorry, Ciara. My hand slipped.”She was lying.It was obvious.And yet she said it with such calmness that anyone who didn’t know

(Ciara’s POV)The moment my vision cleared properly, I realized the room was no longer just filled with confusion.It was filled with judgment.Cold, heavy judgment that pressed against my skin like I had already been found guilty of something I did not even understand.I was still trying to steady myself, my body weak from whatever had made me dizzy earlier, but the weight of everyone’s eyes made it worse.Lucas stood in the doorway.Still.Silent.But the anger on his face was unmistakable.It wasn’t loud anger.It was controlled.The kind that made it more dangerous because it had not yet exploded.His eyes were locked on me, but not in the way I was used to.Not soft.Not questioning.Not understanding.Just… cold.And that alone made my chest tighten painfully.Behind him, I could see his parents stepping forward into the room, their expressions already twisted with displeasure as they took in the scene in front of them.And in that moment, I realized how it must look.Me.On the

(Ciara’s POV)The air in the room felt heavier after Lucas turned away from me.I could feel it in my chest, in the silence that followed my words, in the way nobody moved as if even breathing too loudly would make things worse.But Taylor was not done.Of course she wasn’t.She stepped forward slowly, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor, and when she spoke again, her voice carried a calm cruelty that made my skin crawl.“There is something else you should know,” she said gently.My body stiffened immediately.Lucas turned slightly, but not fully.Taylor looked at him as if she was doing something painful for his sake.“I didn’t want to say this,” she added, “but I think you deserve the truth.”My stomach tightened.“No,” I said immediately. “Whatever you’re about to say, don’t.”But she ignored me completely.Her eyes stayed on Lucas.“She is pregnant,” Taylor said softly.The room went completely still.My heart dropped.Lucas froze.For a second, I thought I saw di

(Ciara’s POV)I did not know how long I stood there trying to fix something that clearly did not want to be fixed anymore.Every word I said felt like it was falling into an empty space.Every explanation sounded weaker the moment it left my mouth.Every attempt to reach Lucas only made the distance between us feel wider.And at some point…Something inside me simply gave up.I exhaled slowly, my chest rising and falling as I tried to steady myself, my eyes still fixed on him, still searching for something—anything—that would tell me he was still there.But he wasn’t.Not in the way I needed him to be.So I stopped.I stopped trying to explain.I stopped trying to convince him.I stopped trying to hold onto something that was already slipping through my fingers.And for the first time since everything began…I straightened.“You know what?” I said quietly.My voice was no longer trembling.It was calm.Tired.But calm.Lucas’s gaze flickered slightly, as if he was not expecting the sh