Fnia After Hours Novels & Stories

“Fine. But you’re not leaving until everything is sorted.” Her jaw clenched, but she kept her voice even. “Of course.” He stared at her for a beat too long before walking away. --- The office emptied gradually as the day turned into night. By 7:45PM, the building was silent except for a few guards stationed by the exits, their presence part of Daniel’s billionaire lifestyle. Freya sat at her desk organizing documents and trying not to drift off. She hadn’t slept much lately, and Irene’s weakening voice was always in the back of her mind like a ghost tapping on a window.

The overnight lighting was doing its low warm work around us and the facility was quiet and the second session was in nine hours and the complaint with his name was filed and the network was going to have to face both of our documentations in that room tomorrow and the present moment was exactly what it was — two people in a corridor after a long day who had been protecting each other through a situation that had required exactly that. He looked at me for a long moment. Then he said goodnight. And I said goodnight. And we both went to our respective rooms. Some things did not need the corridor. My phone rang at half past eleven. Nadia's number. Not a crisis ring — her crisis ring was three c

“I'll be... handling things here.” “Okay.” But the discomfort lingered between them long after the blood had been washed away. What happened at his apartment, their momentary weakness– They couldn’t forget it, even if they wanted to. The clock on the wall ticked past 3:00 AM. The rest of the base was dead silent. Ariana sat on the floor of Antler’s office, finishing the reports Dorian demanded, her back pressed against the couch. “When will your habit of doing work on deadline end?”

These devices were becoming so expensive, and the phone plan by itself was already pricey - “But he does have one rule. Don’t ever contact him outside of working hours, which for him is nine in the morning to five in the evening. Absolutely no exceptions, except in the case of death or dismemberment.” Jia winced. “I understand.” "I'm serious, Jia. No exceptions." What, did she think that Jia had nothing else to do after work hours? What reason would she have to harass a man after he had gone home? A simple email would sort out such things nicely, and besides, that wasn't the man she would be working under anyway. If anything, the only person who she would need to contact after hours was prob

"And well, today something horrible happened and the two people that I actually started to like din want to talk to me anymore. My life is so messed up, isn't it? Anyways, that's my whole story, Flames," Eira finished a yawn but when her eyes darted to look at the pup on her bed, he was already sleeping soundly. "Wow, I thought it was interesting. Maybe not so much." The clock showed the time as midnight. But still she had heard nothing from Nate or Josh. Even after several calls neither of them had replied. And the tension was eating her up from inside, slowly and slowly.

Nickie's POV I finished the data at two in the morning. Not Thursday morning. Wednesday night bleeding into Thursday at two AM with cold coffee and my dad asleep in the east room and Leon somewhere in the penthouse doing what Leon did when it was late and the company needed things. I read through the corrected Meritus file one final time.

Nyla stared at the down button for a few seconds before pressing it again. When she finally got home, it was nearly midnight. She walked into the living room to find Clark waiting for her on the sofa. "I might be working late often. You don't have to wait up for me," she said, frowning slightly. Clark scowled. "Is this job really that demanding?" Nyla met his gaze, aware that he was really asking if her late hours meant spending time with Damon. "Don't worry. Your uncle doesn't like me at all right now. My work is with another executive at Prospectus Technology. We won't have any interactions," she replied.

The answer came on Friday at 9:41 a.m., four days after the compliance meeting. Sienna was at her desk reviewing a final acquisition timeline when the email landed in her inbox, copied to Adrian, Diane, Legal, and the board observer. **Subject: After-Hours Contact Review – Closing Determination**

"Tomorrow. Wherever we need to hold it, whoever we need to gather, we move tomorrow." The rest of the evening passed in a blur of frantic preparation, calls made to board members and trusted contacts, Priya finalizing the legal framework for how the evidence would be formally presented. It was well past midnight before the house finally quieted, everyone retreating to whatever rest they could manage before the following day's confrontation. Nadia found herself unable to sleep, standing instead at the window of her room, watching the dark gardens below, her mind too full of fear and adrenaline to settle. She wasn't surprised when a soft knock sounded at her door, and Damian stepped inside, lo

DAMIEN'S POV It had been two weeks since the drama with Adrian's stepmother and stepbrother had died down, and things were finally getting back to normal. Adrian and I were busy attending to our patients, and it was now Friday night, which meant it was time for my after-hours sessions. It’s a delicate dance, balancing professionalism with the...intimate nature of the help I provide. Footsteps echoed down the hall towards my office. Two knocks on the door. Sienna, our clinic's secretary, and Adrian, my best friend, had already left for the weekend. It was just me and the night ahead.