Novel & Cerita A Night's Mistake: The Besotted Ceo's Obsession

"Please. I have a wedding to prepare for, a family who thinks I'm — I can't have this following me. It was one night. One mistake." He was quiet for a moment, studying her face in a way that made her feel unbearably seen — not just looked at, but read, the way one reads weather coming in over a hill. "You should know," he said finally, "that I have no interest in following you around, Miss Primrose, or in ruining your engagement out of spite. Whatever happened that night happened because two careless people made a careless mistake at the same hotel on the same night. I have my own reputation to consider. I'm not in the habit of advertising the fact that I slept with a teenager I mistook for

“Last night was a mistake. And it’s never going to happen again.” He stepped closer. His tone stayed calm, but there was a curious edge to it that made my pulse jump. “What part of it was a mistake?” he asked after a beat, eyes locking onto mine. “Putting your name on the list… or fucking me?” My heart pounded so hard I could hear it. “Both,” I shot back. “Even if Dominic and I have an open marriage, you’re his best friend. I’m not interested in screwing two pathetic men. Last night, I made a mistake but now, I feel so dirty for sleeping with someone like you. "

" Again, I messed up with you and I was wrong to even utter those bad words. I've done you wrong, again." " Reece, you are not making any sense. I need to be somewhere right now, I might not get to see ----------" " I found out something about that night." " What night?" " The night you gave birth to our little girl. It all makes sense now, it makes sense, Peaches." He says, touching the back of my head and connecting pur foreheads. " I don't understand." I shake my head against his. " Peaches, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." The break in his voice, makes my chest to hurt.

Trust was a luxury in this business, and she clearly didn’t have it. The memo itself was corporate bullshit poetry – three paragraphs of meaningless buzzwords about “synergistic opportunities” and “stakeholder engagement” before cutting to the actual point. Constance Montana would grace the grand reopening of the Boston Montana Hotel with her presence, snipping ribbons and kissing babies like some kind of hospitality industry princess. Nine months of renovations, millions of dollars in updates, and now daddy’s little girl got to play CEO for the cameras. Perfect photo op material. Perfect hunting ground for my purposes.

“I can give you ten. Your company. Your reputation. Ethan. The fact that I work for you. That this is insane. That we barely know each other—” “I know you take your coffee black with two sugars. I know you bite your lip when you’re thinking. I know you’re brilliant and stubborn and stronger than you believe.” His hand braces against the wall beside my head. Not touching. Close enough to burn. “I know that night wasn’t just sex. It was, it meant something.” “It was a mistake.” “Best mistake I ever made.” “You’re insane.” “Probably.” His other hand comes up. Brackets me in. “Tell me to stop. Tell me you don’t feel this and I’ll walk away. I’ll transfer you to another department. I’ll stay out

Suddenly a hand pulled me back, after I heard my mother's agitated voice. Scrunching up my nose, I faced her and noticed her glare that was directed at me. Oh Wow. Now she was angry. “ Who was the man at the hospital?! ” She screamed, her eyes still shedding tears. Those tears were not affecting me anymore. “ Damien Knight Castillo. CEO of Castillo Corporation. My Boss. ” Ace answered before I could even open my mouth. Rolling my eyes, I let my eyes wander towards Ace, who was standing behind Mom. He too looked angry at me.

“Olivia? What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I sink into the chair across from her, my voice breaking as the words tumble out. “Dr. Pepper… I’m pregnant. It was one mistake. One terrible night. I can’t keep it. I need to… I need to terminate it. Please. Tell me what I have to do.” She leans forward, her expression softening with sympathy but also gravity. “Olivia, breathe. Tell me everything.” I explain it all; the betrayal by Nox, the enhancer, the drunken night with Caspian, the shock of the positive test. My voice cracks multiple times, tears slipping down my cheeks.

“You’re my boss, last night was a mistake. A huge mistake. “It wasn’t a mistake,” he said. His voice was firm. “How can you say that?” My voice rose. “We agreed to one night! No names, no strings! Now you’re here, You’re Lucas Reed. You’re the CEO, this is a disaster!” “It doesn’t have to be,” he said. He took a step closer. I could smell his cologne in the small space, it was the same smell from the hotel room. “Yes it does,” I argued. I was backing up until I hit a shelf. “We have to pretend it never happened. We have to be professional, this is my career.”

he said to the person on the other line. Alexandria wanted to applaud the person on the other line for making her Almighty boss like this. She was told no one could make her boss feel like this except the big boss, the CEO of Cross Investment Company but she had never seen him. 'Could it be him?' she asked inwardly. "Miss Akins, I think you need to go to explain a lot of things," her boss's cold voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "I'm so sorry, sir, I had a flat tire," she lied.