All Chapters of One Night Stand With My Billionaire Boss : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

(Ciara’s POV)The airport felt louder than I remembered.Not just in sound, but in feeling.People rushing.Announcements echoing.Suitcases rolling across the floor like distant thunder.And me…Standing right in the middle of it all, holding my son’s hand.Williams clutched my fingers tightly as we stepped further inside, his eyes moving everywhere with curiosity and excitement.“Momma, is this where planes sleep?” he asked suddenly.I let out a small laugh despite myself.“Yes,” I replied softly. “Something like that.”He nodded seriously, as though that made perfect sense to him.But before I could say anything else…I saw them.And everything else faded.At first, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me.Because it didn’t feel real. Not after seven years.Not after everything.But they were there.Standing close together near the arrival area, scanning the crowd.Waiting.For me.Lizzie was the first to spot me.Her face lit up instantly.“Ciara!” she called out, rushing forwa

(Ciara’s POV)The conference room was silent in the way only important rooms could be. Not empty. Not peaceful. But controlled.It was the kind of silence that carried weight where every movement was deliberate, every breath measured, and every glance exchanged held unspoken meaning. The air itself felt thick with expectation, as though the walls had witnessed too many high-stakes decisions to ever feel ordinary again.The long polished table stretched across the room like a boundary between power and submission. Around it sat individuals who were not just businessmen and executives, but decision makers people whose signatures could build empires or dismantle them entirely.And today… something significant was about to shift. Ownership. Control.Influence.Everything was about to change.And at the center of it all…Was me.I sat upright, my posture composed, my shoulders relaxed but firm. My fingers rested lightly on the document placed before me, as though I had done this a hundred ti

(Ciara’s POV)The moment I signed the contract, I should have felt relief.Closure. Power. Victory, even.Instead, I felt unsettled.My pen had barely left the paper when a strange feeling crept into my chest, quiet but persistent, like something wasn’t right.It wasn’t the deal.It wasn’t the room.It wasn’t even the people.It was instinct.And I had learned a long time ago to trust it.I closed the file slowly, my expression calm as I exchanged brief, professional acknowledgments with the other investors.Everything was done. Clean. Final.But my mind wasn’t there anymore.It had already left the room.It had gone after my son.“Excuse me,” I said politely before stepping away.No one questioned it.No one stopped me.Because to them, I was composed.In control.Unshaken.But the moment I stepped out of the seminar room…My steps quickened.My eyes scanned the hallway immediately.Left.Right.Searching.I saw them.At the far end of the hallway.Williams.And Lucas.Standing toget

(Lucas’s POV — Flashback: Seven Years Ago)The office had never felt that quiet before.Not during late nights.Not during weekends.Not even during holidays when entire floors of the building sat empty while the city outside continued moving without pause.But that night…The silence felt different.It wasn’t peaceful silence.It wasn’t the kind that came after productivity or accomplishment.No.It was the kind of silence that pressed against your chest until breathing itself felt difficult.Heavy.Sharp.Unsettling.Like something irreversible had happened inside those walls.Like words had been spoken that could never be taken back no matter how much time passed afterward.I stood near the floor-to-ceiling window of my office, staring blankly at the Los Angeles skyline stretching endlessly below. Lights from passing cars blurred together in long glowing lines while distant buildings illuminated the night with artificial warmth.Normally, I loved this view.The city reminded me of

(Ciara’s POV)The moment I stepped out of the elevator, something felt wrong.Not dangerous.Not chaotic.But unfamiliar.The kind of unfamiliar that made your chest tighten before your mind could even process why.I had just finished a long meeting with one of the marketing teams upstairs, and all I wanted was to pick up Williams and head home. The day had already been exhausting enough, and mentally, I was still trying to recover from the storm Lucas had brought back into my life.Ever since the conference room incident, he had changed.Not openly.Not dramatically.But enough for me to notice.His eyes followed Williams too much.His questions had become too careful.Too intentional.And that alone made me uneasy.Because I knew Lucas.I knew the way his mind worked.And I knew that once he started chasing something…He never stopped until he got answers.That was exactly what terrified me.I walked down the hallway slowly, my heels clicking softly against the polished floor, my ha