Billionaire One Night Stand Novels & Stories

The evidence is all around. Oh god! I just had a one night stand with someone. And not just anyone! A stranger I don't even know and now, that stranger isn't here anymore. He probably flew away after getting what he wants from me. Oh god! I'm so stupid! Tears roll down my cheeks as I drop down to the floor with my head between my hands. Just one night. One night has destroyed my entire life.

What I needed to face this interview head-on. How could he? From what I got the other night, he isn't a pretender, and of course, that was before I knew he was stinkingly rich. I still don't know his name and if he's the big boss here or what his role is but it's obvious, so obvious that he's a wealthy person. And I'm not even trying to compare but I don't look too bad myself. Is it that he thought of me as a one-night stand and nothing else? Is it that he didn't feel all that I felt? Was I just making myself happy all this while?

After what seemed like forever, the door flew open and Amber walked in. She glanced around the room for a while before sashaying to where Amanda was sitting. Amanda just rolled her eyes and raised her head to the ceiling. "Well..well..well," Amber chuckled, standing over her. "Seems I've got myself twenty million dollars," she chuckled, passing her hands through Amanda's hair. Amanda shook her head in attempt to shrug her hand off which made Amber laugh. "Of all the people in this world, you chose to call her?" Amanda said, glaring at Oliver, then Amber.

However, her thoughts were disrupted by a gravelly voice that sent chills running down her spine. "Morning, baby." Audrey flinched, her heart sinking to her feet upon darting her gaze to see the devilishly handsome man lying beside her on the bed. Memories of the prior night came rushing back into her head, assailing her conscience as she realized what had happened. She had a one-night stand last night, with the enigmatic billionaire, Ian Ross—Theodore's very rival!

This couldn’t be real…. This can’t be…. The CEO of this company is none other than…. THE MAN I HAD A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH?!!

"Word on the street is Grant will stop by later, but we got your back, Clare." "Exactly. I don't care who the guy is. No one has a one-night stand with one of us and doesn't call her again," Simone says patting me on the knee. "That is the definition of a one-night stand." I leave out the part where I'm the one who bailed on Grant. I'm ashamed enough that I, Clare Cunningham, slept with a rich guy. I don't want to keep hearing reminders.

Except I had thought. Too much. And when I saw him at the bar… I did pause. Just for a second. James O’Connor. I’d seen his face in a profile once. Forbes. Or maybe Fortune. I remember the headline: “The Reluctant Billionaire: How O’Connor Built a Kingdom Without a Crown.” I didn’t walk over to him that night because I wanted his money. But maybe… Maybe I did walk over to him because I wanted to feel like someone again.

She muttered. The man raised an eyebrow to her statement and continually looking at her, he felt that she was quite pleasing to the eye. "Miles Brooks." He said with pride. Layla's eyes widened upon hearing what he said. She felt a bang in her head. She slept with the most eligible bachelor in the whole country. "I see you know who I am, isn't that right?" Mike asked in a teasing tone. "Yes…… no, I mean of course. Who doesn't know who you are? The famous business tycoon, Miles Brooks." Layla said with a forced smile. She didn't know whether she had to cry or she should laugh in such a situation.

she says “Well, turns out the guy I had a one-night stand with is the billionaire, Jim Dan” “Stop joking” “I’m dead ass” I smile “Girl, you just won a lottery” “Well yeah, and he came to the coffeehouse today too, so maybe it might not end at one-night stand” I smirk “You nasty bitch” Kendra says “Well I’m exhausted from today and I genuinely need to sleep” I say to Kendra as I walk into my room and lay on my bed. I envision thoughts of dating a billionaire, getting married and living in a good-looking house. All these thoughts make me fall asleep.

She leaned on it. “People were looking at me.” “Yeah,” I said. “They know who I am and they saw the video, and now they’ve seen you too.” She covered her face with her hands. “This is bad, this is really bad. I just had a one-night stand with a billionaire.” I raised a finger. “Correction, you didn’t have a one-night stand. You passed out before anything happened.” “Still! That’s not better!” She walked to the bed and sat down.