A Crazy One-night Stand Novels & Stories

I will pay for your medical bills which means I’m not ready to be your live in assistant for a month. She smiled contentedly after sending the message. There’s no way she’s going to work with someone she had a one night stand with. “Wait what?! One night stand! Did I, Eddie Hemsworth really had a one night stand? Like I did?” “That’s the bitter truth sis.” “Shut up Liz!” “Yes ma’am.” And they both laughed. Liz moved closer to Eddie, patting her back softly. Eddie let out a deep breath, smiling at the same time.

one-night-stand expensive shirt. "what do you want? Why are you making my father cry? Who the hell are you and what do you want?" "Will you shut up," I heard my father says "go to your room." What the fuck? And hell no, I am not leaving this place but before I could say that, Mr. one-night-stand said "tell her, tell her everything. Let her known she belongs to me now. I will come for her soon." And with that he left my house together with the other men.

The stranger I had a one-night stand with was no other person than my new boss. Fuck!!!!

As Violet left to fetch a pregnancy test, I remained in the bathroom, my mind racing with a mix of confusion, concern, and a tinge of fear. The reality of the situation sank in deeper as I reflected on the possibility of being pregnant from a one-night stand. The thought of facing such a life-altering event without a clear understanding of what transpired that night added to my anxiety. Minutes ticked by, I anxiously awaited Violet's return. I tried to steady my breathing. The sound of the front door opening snapped me out of my train of thoughts, I heard Violet's hurried footsteps approaching the bathroom. Violet entered the room, holding a pregnancy test kit in her hands. She handed it to

“Tell me who your new guy is—” “How about we say it simultaneously” “Good idea” “One” “Two” “Three—” “The one night stand asshole!” “Arman!”

“I don’t want anything from him, Sel. I just want to forget. I have bills to pay. Rent. Electricity. Job applications stacked up. That’s what matters. Not some stupid one-night stand with a man I’ll never see again.” The words tumbled out fast, brittle. Selena’s lips pressed thin. She didn’t buy it. Not fully. But after a beat, she only sighed. “If that’s what you want.” “Yes.” My voice was firmer, even though my insides shook. “It was just one night. Like he said. I’ll never see him again.” Selena tucked the blanket over me, brushing damp curls from my forehead like she used to when I was sick. “Get some rest. Tomorrow you deal with real life. Tonight you just breathe.”

The worry sat too heavy. By evening I left the office with my mind racing. I took a cab to the bar, the same one where I had that one night stand with Mark. My fingers tapped on my bag the whole ride. What did this person want? Why bring up that night with my dad? The streets passed by in a blur. I kept checking my phone, half hoping the call was a joke.

"Vivian... Vivian was the one who told me to send you into a random man's bed! She gave me the drug and ordered me to book Room 404!" The moment she heard that name, a dry laugh escaped Camelia's lips. She smiled bitterly as she looked up at the apartment ceiling, disbelief mixing with a strange sense of satisfaction. Vivian. Her two-faced stepsister had intended to ruin her reputation by throwing her into a stranger's bed. But fate, it seemed, had a wicked sense of humor. The "random man" she had encountered last night was none other than Morgan—the very man Vivian had desperately pursued and adored for years.

He winks at me mischievously as if he is very proud to catch my lies. My head is spinning. My inside is knotting and releasing repeatedly. It is only at this moment that I realize it was Daisy who had a one-night stand with this crazy man. Shivers after shivers run down my nape. The tattooed place has never pricked me so badly before. I am terrified. At the same time, I am worried about Daisy. This man shouldn’t know about her. He is insane. He is obsessed with that one-night stand from a year ago that he should forget about.

They're full of perplexity and annoyance. " How did you know that I had a one-night stand?"