Billionaire One Night Stand Novels & Stories

Our one-night stand was off-the-charts hot. I just didn’t expect him to walk into the office the next morning… as my new billionaire boss. Dylan is older, dangerously sexy, and every inch the cold-hearted CEO. He doesn’t do attachments. He doesn’t do second rounds. But now he needs a favor—me, playing his fake girlfriend to get his meddling mother off his back. I agree, thinking I can keep things professional. Big mistake. Behind closed doors, we can’t keep our hands off each other.

But as sleep finally crept in, another face flashed through my mind…Gabriel. I can't believe I slept with a billionaire. I wanted to call him but that is for another time. A notification came in but I was too tired to look at the phone again.

He was stalling at the edge of the door instead of moving towards the couch. "Yes, it's afternoon indeed but not a good one Mr Milano" The grumpy man grumbled, lines forming on his forehead. I tried not to look smug as I exactly knew what he was angry about. It was getting tiring persuading him for an entire year so I bought his friend's company. As expected Nolan had a close relative who was ready to sell out and be happy in his townhouse. His brother. Nolan had invested in that business in the beginning so he was pissed.

00. The sheer weight of the sum made her breath catch in her throat. One million dollars. It was an astronomical amount of money, a life-changing fortune dropped into her account just for a single night of unhinged, forbidden passion. The realization that the cold stranger was indeed an untouchable, powerful billionaire made her stomach do a nervous, dizzying flip. Meanwhile, down in the dim, concrete shadows of the underground garage, I slid into the leather interior of my blacked-out luxury sedan. The heavy doors shut with a dull, vacuum-sealed thud, cutting off the rest of the world.

I would keep my promise to my mother, and this time no one would be here to make me do otherwise. “I took a shower and washed off our little encounter from my body. Can we move on?” “Nope,” she said cheerfully. “I’m never letting you live that down. Do you know how rare it is to find someone who looks like a Greek god and actually knows what to do in bed? And you just let him poof, disappear.” I sighed, leaning against the counter and pinching the bridge of my nose. “I didn’t let him disappear. The whole idea of a one-night stand is just that... a one-night stand. Only one night of your life. Not more. That’s literally how it works.”

She also tried to raise her voice and argue with me. “You know the multinational corporation through Evee Ynes Burberry has just gone bankrupt, right? Do you believe that I just need to enter one key and the corporation that your husband built for decades will disappear like it never existed? “…” She was silent, her face started to change color, I smirked, I scared her so much.

“He can't desire her even in her wildest dreams.” “Look, Bernice. It's not about the money—” “Then what is it about?” She interrupted me. “You're overthinking again.” “He was…” I stammered. “He was my one night stand one month ago.” “What? You mean…” I nodded slowly with my lips pouted inwards. “Billionaire Xander Rivera. Exactly. It was him.” “Damn, girl! You're in luck, then.” I rolled my eyes at her, hitting my clenched fist on the table gently.

Adrian’s eyes lit up as he saw me approach them. I couldn’t mistake the lust in his eyes… Almost as if he was making known that he wanted me. As if. I was just a bar waitress, and he was a billionaire. I would be the last person that he would be interested in. And even if he was… He would only see me as a one-night stand. I was sure of it. I knew that billionaires usually were billionaires because they weren’t tied down to anybody, and could focus solely on hustling and growing their businesses without any distractions.

She asks, eyeing get suspiciously. “Because it's Williams Richard's son's mom! The person that slept with Ruth nine months ago is the richest man in the world! Williams Richard!”. “What?"

“ You know, I've noticed that you've been acting strangely since you left your job at the club. I’m all ears, Mich.” Shoulders slumped, Michelle huffed in defeat. “I’m going to tell you something, but please, if you want to judge me, keep it to yourself for now, because I’m really about to break down." “Try me.” Megan chuckled. “I had a one-night stand with a VIP customer on my last day at work." “What the heck?!” Megan beamed out, shocked.