One Night Stand Korean Drama Novels & Stories

Lost in the way his touch made me forget everything. I let him consume me. The next morning The alarm clock buzzed, slicing through the comfortable haze of sleep. I blinked, my body tangled in expensive silk sheets. For a second, I didn’t remember where I was. Then, last night came crashing back. Oh, God. Carefully, I turned my head. He was still asleep beside me, the soft morning light casting sharp angles over his perfect face. A stranger. A one-night stand. Panic settled in my chest.

His hand stroked me gently until I came with a shuddering sigh, then he buried himself and finished inside the condom with a low groan. By the time we were done, the sky outside my window was turning gray with dawn. Noah lay curled against my back, one arm slung over my waist, breathing steady. His tattooed hand rested possessively on my stomach. I should’ve kicked him out. Instead I let myself drift, sore in the best way, the weight of the win and the season finally quiet in my head for a few stolen hours. Best one-night stand I’d had in years. I had no idea it was about to become my worst nightmare.

I couldn’t help but wonder how happy he’d make me feel if he was mine. “So you had something to tell me?” she suddenly asks. “Hmm” I say not explaining further. “Is it about the sexy guy you slept with?” I smile shyly “Oh My God! It totally is!” she exclaims “No it’s not” I lie trying to calm her down I could see the disappointment on her face “Well there’s not much to tell. He was a one night stand and I never have to see him again.” I say trying to sound convincing which was sounding as convincing as it should in my ears. “Fine so what did you want to talk about?” she says reluctantly dropping the topic.

Is it some sort of drama-romance where I should be touched and have my heart fluttering over that? Well, maybe it was the unexpected gesture that was thrown at me. Daniel is such an outstanding man, and the morning I knew I had a one-night stand with him, I was supposed to escape. I never wanted to get into the depth of one-night stand. After all, it was just a mere night’s passion. I hugged my knees while I sat on the center of the bed. The moon didn’t show up tonight. Perhaps since it was only 6. Already almost falling asleep in the tranquility, I heard two knocks on the door to which I blinked my eyes into and sighed. Was I too tired the whole day that I almost taken a sleep in such a wei

[Gianna’s POV] I stare in disbelief at the man in front of me as he stares me down with those intense eyes of his. He’s being serious. He’s being serious and if this kept up and someone caught us then my career would be ruined. “What exactly do you want me to say?” I ask, looking around. “Do you not understand the meaning of a one night stand?” “I do,” he counters. “But usually those I fuck usually have the common decency to wait until I wake up to say lets leave.”

she said continuously without a breath. I successfully opened my door and closed it immediately. I slumped on the floor, the feel of my condo unit makes me always feel safe. "Who is that man, Calliana?! When I asked him where were you, he told me your safe and I shouldn't worry. And then I asked his name and girl, did you just have a one night stand with the most sought bachelor of 21st century?" she squealed. "Women will crawl and kneel for a one night stand with a Zeigler! A Zeigler, Calliana!"

I need an excellent one-night stand to get over him. We are out back smoking a shared cigarette. I am leaning up against a wall, one leg angle against the wall, and he asks me my name. I tell him to call me "A," and he tells me to call him " B." I let out a cute chuckled laugh because that was funny, then that's when I get a good honest look at him, and he is attractive in a very adorable way. He has a beautiful smile, innocent written all over it, and he is small but not too skinny. That is when I start to feel guilty, and my head drops a bit. I let out a big sigh, and he asks me what's wrong. I tell him the truth, which is that I am a bit hung up on someone and came out tonight looking to

“Like you didn’t fuck me and vanish before sunrise? No name. No note. Nothing.” “It was supposed to be a one-night thing,” I bit out, even as my body betrayed me, arching into him, soaking for him. “One-night stands don’t haunt people for days,” he snapped, pushing my skirt up. “They don’t leave their scent on my sheets or my mind.” I gasped as he grabbed my thigh and hoisted it around his waist. His hands were rough, desperate..each touch a demand. But his control? It was barely hanging by a thread.

At the club, Samantha got drunk and walked straight to the guy and said. "Do you want to have a one night stand with me? That was how Samantha and Allen slept with each other that night. They both went their separate ways later. Allen was the only one who remembers and Samantha, not so much. The memory of their one night stand only came to her as a dream, but she didn't understand. Now Allen has to explain to her how he came to be in her dreams. It was making sense to her now.

I can't afford to be smitten by this man. "Klaus I was serious when I said you should forget about what happened between us" "I don't want to" " It was just a one night stand okay, in case you didn't know that's all I need from men. The sex. So it'll be better for both of us if you wipe it off your mind and move on. I'm never gonna go out with you." I spot out and I see a glint of disappointed in his eyes. What was he even thinking?, that'll he'll propose to me and I'll pledge my undying love for him and tell him I've been waiting for him to bring this topic up. He found the wrong girl.