Arti One Night Stand Novels & Stories

Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire . Chapter 88: . “Archie. Wait,” Isabella says. “Hmm?” Archibald asks, thumbs rubbing tiny circles into Isabella’s hip bones. “You know I don’t do one night stands,” Isabella says quietly. Archibald smiles up at her. “Trust me, Isabella, this definitely won’t be a one night stand.” “Oh. Okay,” Isabella breathes. “Take them off.”

Is it some sort of drama-romance where I should be touched and have my heart fluttering over that? Well, maybe it was the unexpected gesture that was thrown at me. Daniel is such an outstanding man, and the morning I knew I had a one-night stand with him, I was supposed to escape. I never wanted to get into the depth of one-night stand. After all, it was just a mere night’s passion. I hugged my knees while I sat on the center of the bed. The moon didn’t show up tonight. Perhaps since it was only 6. Already almost falling asleep in the tranquility, I heard two knocks on the door to which I blinked my eyes into and sighed. Was I too tired the whole day that I almost taken a sleep in such a wei

"A-Anyway! Luca, this is Arte, the star and winner of tonight's competition." Lucanis frowned at me as if I had said something wrong. Arte paid no mind to it all and instead reached out her hand to introduce herself. She didn't even get the chance before Lucanis smacked her hand away with a disgusted sneer. "Another ice bunny looking to use my friends to get close to me? Fuck off" To say I was shocked was the understatement of the century. I could feel the colour draining from my face as Arte stared at her rejected hand with a deadpan expression and icy eyes. Lucanis slipped his hands into his pockets and waited for her to collect herself and leave.

Some other VIP staff were there but my main focus was on him. Two ladies who were in lingerie, he was playing and spanking their asses, letting the pleasure drown his expression. Gosh, I had been so stupid, that night was nothing but a fling for him, what was I even thinking?! I gave myself a light knock on the head for being so stupid, including dressing up so nicely and sexy just to impress him if I saw him. Get over it, Andrea. It was just a one night stand.. you are nothing special, he is older, he would do that to a million girls.

he said with a harsh tone. “Well, whatever,” she shrugged. “You just look like someone that would have a one night stand.” Brett was speechless. “Excuse me?!” He looked mad. “What the hell are you talking about?” Naya smiled. All she wanted to do was give her baby away. The conversation of her one night stand was boring to her and she didn’t want to talk about it. “Nothing,” she lied. “You just look like a playboy, that’s all.”

I can’t believe that one night could change my whole life forever. A one-night-stand with Lysander Hitwell of all people? Why does it have to be him? Why can’t it be just someone who’s average… normal? This wouldn’t have happened if he wasn't so powerful. If he doesn’t have a sacred bloodline to protect. I heaved a deep sigh. We have the tickets. One-way. Rich booked them, and all we have to do now is leave the country. But it doesn’t feel that simple. Not when I know Alpha Reginald could still find me.

he said. “But I was drunk” “And I don't resist advances from beautiful women” he answered. “Mason” she yelled his name. “You cannot blame me for what happened last night, I tried my best to stop you but you kept on seducing me, a man can only do so much to prevent himself but when a beautiful woman askes him out, he has to comply” he teased her further. “You know what, we are adult. I feel no shame for what has happened, it was just a one night stand, a fleeting moment. I am too old to be forgetting over that type of thing.

Stella asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I smiled at her, accepting her invitation. We donned our masks once more and made our way to the dance floor. As I let myself move to the rhythm of the music, I pushed my worries aside, allowing the pulsating beat to consume me. As I swayed my hips, shouted, and threw my hands in the air, I couldn't shake the turmoil in my mind. We were at a sophisticated social event, where I was representing my employer, Delaware Enterprises. Suddenly, I felt a pair of warm hands on my hips. I spun around to meet a pair of captivating dark eyes. He wore an exquisite necklace that immediately caught my attention, and his breath, minty and fresh, brushed against m

“Like you didn’t fuck me and vanish before sunrise? No name. No note. Nothing.” “It was supposed to be a one-night thing,” I bit out, even as my body betrayed me, arching into him, soaking for him. “One-night stands don’t haunt people for days,” he snapped, pushing my skirt up. “They don’t leave their scent on my sheets or my mind.” I gasped as he grabbed my thigh and hoisted it around his waist. His hands were rough, desperate..each touch a demand. But his control? It was barely hanging by a thread.

God, even asleep, he looks hotter. If Sabrina heard I actually spent the night with him, she'd probably pass out. She was his number one fan, and to her, he was practically untouchable. He was her secret crush, and has sworn to herself to win his attention. My stomach twisted when I remembered some parts of last night. How he kissed me, touched me like I was the last girl in the world. The flashbacks made me feel sick. I wanted to forget but for some unknown reasons I can't.