One Night One Mistake Novel Novels & Stories

I hissed, looking around to see if people had noticed the strange interaction between us. He looked around and waved his hand around the room. “It's a bar open to the public ma'am. I needed a drink, the doors were open…” he trailed off leaving me seething and frustrated. Why did he choose this bar out of all the bars in New York? The city was big enough for everyone and we didn't have to run into each other like this so why today of all days? The last two months had gone by and I had gone to bed every night thinking I had somehow put that horrible night behind me but here he was seated beside me reminding me of the that night I had tried so desperately to forget.

He touched his lips and when he stared down at the sheets, he was convinced she had been here in his room. She hadn't been a dream! Chase's gaze shifted to the nightstand and the pile of cash next to a written note moved him. Did the woman from last night leave that here? His guess proved to be precisely that when he grabbed the note and scanned through it. Hi… It's me, the woman you had a one-night stand with. I'm sorry… but please, forget it ever happened. I'm a married woman and last night happened due to my negligence. I'm really sorry, please accept my apology.

Standing beside them was Nicolas’s assistant, a sleek black envelope in his hand. I felt a surge of hope rise in my chest. Finally, the truth will be out. Nicolas will see that the baby in my belly is his. He’ll realize his mistake, and everything will be okay. "Give me the envelope," Nicolas ordered, his tone devoid of emotion, his outstretched hand firm and commanding. The assistant immediately obeyed, placing the envelope in his grasp. My fingers curled into fists, anticipation thrumming through my veins as I watched him tear it open. The room fell into a suffocating silence, broken only by the sound of paper rustling as he pulled out the test results.

Ryder’s father escorted me back to my room and offered me a good night before he left. I closed the door and sat on the bed. He had to be wrong. I couldn’t be Ryder’s mate. I was no ideal partner for anyone, let alone Ryder. He was the future alpha, and I was… well, I was Missy Mistake. No, there had to be some kind of miscommunication here. I couldn’t be Ryder’s mate. I climbed into bed and buried myself under the thick blankets, wishing I would fall asleep so I wouldn’t have to think any more about that whole mate thing. For once, God complied.

She stood up to leave, and Derrick said to her, "Good night, Mom." "Good night, Derrick," Lady Loretta replied as she left for her room, with Nicole escorting her. Derrick sat down at the chair closest to him, and a maid came over to serve his dinner. The young maid admired Derrick, but she had heard about his previous affair with another maid. She bit her lower lip, captivated by Derrick and the sight of water dripping from his wet hair, signaling that he had just taken a bath. She admired his masculine chest, which was partly visible through the sheer fabric of his white night robe.

Sun filtered through the blinds of Ella's bedroom. She blinked awake, feeling disoriented and groggy. She realized she was still dressed. She sat up, memories coming in. “Oh gosh... I fell asleep with him here...” she said out loud. She put her head in her hands and groaned in embarrassment. He must've put her here. Her embarrassment grew. She looked at her phone, hesitating for a moment, but decided to grab it and call him.

“The next morning, I woke up alone.” Gabriel’s jaw clenched. “I had already left for a meeting before the accident.” “But I didn’t know that!” Emotion cracked through my voice. “I just knew you disappeared.” The humiliation still burned even now. “I waited for hours like an idiot,” I whispered. “Then your assistant...” Gabriel’s entire expression darkened dangerously. “He put it like you regretted sleeping with me. That I was a lapse in judgment who misunderstood a one-night stand.” Silence. Heavy silence.

"Seraphina—" "Don't," I snapped. I threw the duvet aside, not caring that I was wearing nothing but a smirk and a hangover. I strode toward the bathroom, my head spinning, and grabbed my sequined dress from the floor where it had been discarded in a hurry the night before. "Last night wasn't an anomaly, Dom. It was a mistake. A huge, boring, mediocre mistake." He stiffened. I saw his jaw clench, a small muscle jumping in his cheek. Score one for Sera.

I received a complaint and a one-star review. It was from Christian. He was using such a childish tactic just to force an apology out of me. He wanted to force me to admit the severe consequences I had to face for abandoning him back then. However, I had only loved him passionately, like the sun loved the stars. Could that really be considered a mistake? “No, Nova, you didn’t do anything wrong,” I comforted myself, completely in denial. “The only mistake is that the sun and the stars belong to day and night. They are destined to never be together.”

🌹Damien🌹 I sat alone in my study, the silence of the vast room pressing in like a weight. Outside, the city was alive with lights and distant hums of traffic, but inside, every tick of the clock reminded me of the mistakes I had just made. Mistakes that I could ill afford. I’d just left Aurora’s suite, her defiance still echoing in my mind. Every word exchanged, every touch shared—it was all too much, too revealing. I had let my guard slip, and in that moment, I allowed vulnerability to seep through the cracks of my carefully constructed walls.