One Night Stand Korean Drama Novels & Stories

Yes. I suck. I grabbed my clothes that was littered like rags on the floor, twas like picking what I had left of my pride. Well this was the ideal one night stand. I took out my phone and was greeted with 7 missed calls and 10 messages all from my friends all asking me where I was. The time was 7:33am, at least, I would be able to go for the job haunt. I just wished it was weekend not a bloody Wednesday.

After a while, her mom replied, seizing her back into reality. She texted: The money will be deposited in your account in a minute or two. Jin-Ae took a delighted breath and gazed at the night sky looking for something that might stop the storm and the burning inside her. It was a dark, gloomy night whispering a lullaby. A lullaby of how it's gonna be alright, that one-night absurdity can make her father live long and she can spend the coming years beside her dad laughing and having chicken with soju at weekends.

Anora’s POV “I’m not staying in the same room with you,” I said firmly, turning toward the door. My voice carried finality, and for once, he didn’t try to stop me. Relief started to creep in, until his voice cut through the silence. “Wait.” I froze, my hand already on the doorknob. “If you’re not comfortable staying with me, fine. Sleep here. Alone. Just for tonight.” His footsteps moved closer, steady, unhurried. “But remember, it’s only for tonight.”

There was no way I could explain a literal mini version of myself seated next to me. I took one look at Leona and asked if she was hungry. She bobbed her head up and down to show she could certainly use something to eat. I went to the vending machine to grab us some snacks, and as I waited for our drinks to fall out, Leona asked, “What's a one-night stand?” The two young interns who were seated with us in the lounge perked up. My jaw quite literally dropped to the ground. “Did I say something bad? Why is everyone staring at me weird?” she asked, her big eyes scanning the faces in the room.

violet let out a sharp breathe. I couldn’t find my voice, my hands were shaking. None of this made sense. “He’s the one” Violet turns to me quickly. “What do you mean?” I kept on staring at him with my heartbeat racing like everything was about to explode around me. “He’s the one…the man I couldn’t remember” I repeat, my hands shaking. Then I swallow and say the word that changes everything. “He’s the one I had a one night stand with.”

Then, the weight of a warm, delicate body curled against my side brought the reality of the night crashing back into my mind. I shifted slightly, propping myself up on one elbow to look down at the girl sleeping soundly beside me. In the stark, harsh light of dawn, she looked even younger, her long hair tangled wildly across my dark silk sheets. The dark purple bruise on her left cheek stood out prominently against her pale skin—a violent, ugly mark that made my jaw tighten with an uninvited surge of irritation. Last night, in the heat of the moonlight and the alcohol, she had been a wild, unhinged creature, begging me to split her open, milking my dick with a frantic, desperate hunger that

Chapter One Layla woke up feeling sore. Her eyes flew open and she was shocked as to how long she had slept. She stood up with wobbly feet and also with great difficulty. She was still muddled and couldn't remember anything that happened last night. She only remembers having a few drinks with her boyfriend as he called her to have fun to liven up her damp mood. She wore her clothes quickly and rushed out of the room. She didn't even notice the patch of red on the bed.

Nothing else mattered at that moment as all I could think about was enjoying the pleasure of burying myself between her legs. When she asked me if I wanted her to stop, my head told me to say yes but that was easier said than done. I may have become the king of one-night stands but that did not mean that I did not have self-control. If it were to be any other woman, I would have kicked them out. However, Jade had a hold over me, one I wished I could break free from, especially because she was a pathological liar who did not share my feelings for her. She took me into her mouth, and I threw my head back groaning in pleasure while she sucked my pintle as though her life depended on it.

Then suddenly she stood up and was all over the house jumping and shouting in glee like a crazed person. " My best friend just had a one-night stand! Can you believe that? How was he? Was he handsome? He had a mansion which means he is rich, but tell me, why did you run away?" At that, she quickly came to settle back on the couch wanting more story.

he said. “But I was drunk” “And I don't resist advances from beautiful women” he answered. “Mason” she yelled his name. “You cannot blame me for what happened last night, I tried my best to stop you but you kept on seducing me, a man can only do so much to prevent himself but when a beautiful woman askes him out, he has to comply” he teased her further. “You know what, we are adult. I feel no shame for what has happened, it was just a one night stand, a fleeting moment. I am too old to be forgetting over that type of thing.