One Night Stand Contract Novels & Stories

"Use it to buy whatever you want, and pretend last night never happened. Take the money, leave this place, and don't ever think about bothering me again with any 'wife' drama or whatever it is." Camelia stared at the pile of money before her, then slowly lifted her gaze to Morgan's arrogant face. Her hands clenched into tight fists until her knuckles turned white, struggling to keep herself from scratching the man's face right then and there. "I'm not a prostitute! I will never accept your money!"

Of course, it can't be, and I hold on to the last hope that it's not him since he hasn't turned his face to me. But of course, it is. It's him. The only man I've thought of the past few months, that's had me writhing in bed at 3 am without being able to tell Jose what's going on. The man who in one night, spoilt me for any other man. I see him as he turns his face towards me. His lips are still so familiar even though we're miles apart, his hands tough and soft at the same time, I see the texture from where I stand. His face, his body, oh God and such a beautiful body it is, I remember how he held me so tightly thrust after thrust, how he held me as if I were a princess, how he whispered swe

I said flatly. The waiter returned quickly, placing the items on the table. My fingers tightened around the pen. I didn’t want him thinking this was anything more than a deal. I lowered my head and wrote carefully: No sudden kissing. No sexual activity. No emotional involvement. This relationship lasts one month only. I’ll write your paper, but at the end of the month it’s finished. We won’t tell anyone about the contract. I pushed the paper toward him. “Read it. Then sign.”

“Okay, i am sorry but we have a strict policy on the client and masseur not sleeping together. I just resumed work and i do not want any problems with my boss.” I laughed out loud, almost swallowing all of my saliva. Trevor sure was a keeper. “C’mon now. You have a life outside you work place right? You can consider this link up not work related at all. And it might be a one night stand so do not have anything to worry about.” “One night stand huh? What if i satisfy you so much that you want more?” “What if you do not?” “With that type of ass i touched while working? I am sure i would want more of it.”

She lowered her gaze to the document. A contract. Her heartbeat quickened as she scanned the clauses. She was to be his. On his terms. Sex, no emotions, no attachments. And in exchange—ten million dollars. For every night she spent in his bed. Her fingers trembled around the paper as her stomach twisted into knots. She lifted her gaze, locking eyes with him. "You can't be serious." Vernon smirked, hands in his pockets, watching her unravel. "Oh, but I am." Tessa’s grip on the contract tightened.

“But you don’t mind if we make love right now?” “We won’t be making love.” That midnight black hair hung down further as she looked at him. “It would just be sex. That’s it.” “No. I need more.” “I’m not giving you more than that. If you can’t take it, then I’m going to sleep.” She tried to climb out of his grip on her panties. “You just said no. Let me go.” “I just said that I need more. What am I supposed to do with a one night stand?”

That wasn’t my Achilles. “You—you know what you’re saying, right? You know what it means?” I asked again, still not believing him. I was hoping he would’ve gone dumb and not realise what spending a night with someone meant. He took a document from Cole. “Yes, and you have to sign this document. It’s a contract stating that he could… do anything to you for the night and you can’t hold any of it against him in a legal setting. No charges can be placed against him for this night.”

She looked as though she was signing her soul over to the devil and perhaps she was. “Then we’ll put it in writing,” I said simply. I opened the drawer of my desk and pulled out a thick folder, the contract I’d had prepared for situations just like this. She didn’t know it yet, but I had anticipated her return. I always anticipate. I placed the document before her, along with a sleek pen, black ink gleaming in the low light of my office. “This is a one-night arrangement,” I explained, my tone flat, unbending. “You’ll belong to me, without limits. Free for me to do as I please. One night only. After that, you walk away if you choose or…you can work for me.”

“You think s*x is going to fix what you broke?” “No,” he said softly. “But it might remind us why we shattered in the first place.” My pulse stuttered. “You want a hookup.” “No. I want one night to touch you the way I used to. To listen to your body instead of fighting with your voice. No strings. Just… one night to burn out what’s left between us.” He pulled a piece of paper from the side table and slid it across to me. I frowned. A contract. One Night Agreement.

Hi, I'm the author behind this book "One Night Stand" and I'm happy to complete it finally after so many hardships. This book is close to my heart. And I hope we all overcome the current pandemic suituation together. "One night stand" is my second book which I wrote for four months and planned it for two months. Finally, I did it. Completed my book. I hope you liked my book and enjoyed every chapters. The book revolves around two people who live in Anaheim accidentally meet in a random club and fall in love after so many things.