One Night Stand Korean Drama Novels & Stories

They had barely done anything. Thankfully, the ambulance arrived, and the doctors who came in took over. The mother and child went to the hospital just to be on the safe side. Everything was fine, and they were back before noon. It took some time for everything to sink in. No one had expected the baby to come out just like that. All the kids practically surrounded the crib and talked to the baby boy trying to make him laugh. And so, they went on with their lives. New city. New homes. New families. New friendships. New babies. New commitments. New company. A whole new promising future. And all that because a one-night-stand did not go as it should have.

She all but whispered, as she looked at my face that was now only a few inches away from her own, our nose almost touching. “That night.” “That night?” She asked, her breath uneven once more, and I only nodded in response, “Nope.” “Oh” I said in a low tone. “Why would I? It was just a one night stand, like everyone else's, no strings attached.” “Just one night stand?” I don't know why the sound of that makes my hackles rise,

"But there's no average car in your garage boss.." "I'll use the BMW." "Alright boss." With that, Lucas leaned his head on the seat and closed his eyes. He wasn't going to accept this arranged marriage in the first place, until a picture was sent to him days back and it turned out to be the girl he had ordered his manager to look for. His one night stand. He smirked recalling that ever overwhelming night. She got him captivated. Lucas savored that moment, no girl had ever made him felt that way, or ordered him into lovemaking like she did.

God, even asleep, he looks hotter. If Sabrina heard I actually spent the night with him, she'd probably pass out. She was his number one fan, and to her, he was practically untouchable. He was her secret crush, and has sworn to herself to win his attention. My stomach twisted when I remembered some parts of last night. How he kissed me, touched me like I was the last girl in the world. The flashbacks made me feel sick. I wanted to forget but for some unknown reasons I can't.

Annie’s eyes softened. And for a moment… Neither of us spoke. “I don’t even know when it happened,” I said quietly. She tilted her head slightly. “What?” she asked. I looked down at my hands. “That night,” I said. “It was just supposed to be a mistake.” A one-night escape. Something meaningless. Something I could forget. “But somewhere along the way…” I paused, my chest tightening. “It stopped being that.” My voice softened even more. “I don’t know when my one-night stand turned into something real,” I admitted.

One night stand girl," He thought, and he immediately stood up to Ella. Ella was at a loss for words, she couldn't believe the sight of what befall her as her eyes caught the sexy chest of Anthony. Anthony immediately moved closer to Ella and he started kissing her, Ella couldn't resist the handsome man, as she reminisced about the man in a one-night stand. She then returned the kiss passionately. Anthony hurriedly raised her up from her feet from the dining room and took her to the bed.

My hand landed on his hard chest. Is this man the one for whom I have a one-night stand? My heart is like beating by a drummer. It's loud, complex, and beating like I'm in a concert. His hand on my waist gives me butterflies in my stomach. "Do you want to turn our one-night into a two-night stand?" His hand wanders my butt. "Hey!" I quickly stood up after falling on him. "Why did you do that?" I walked away from him and returned to my seat.

Every muscle ached with a deep, pleasant soreness that brought the events of the night crashing back. “No matter what words were exchanged last night, we knew it was a no strings attached, one night stand. We wouldn’t see each other again.” The sharp trill of her phone dragged her out of her zone. For a blissful second she stayed suspended between dream and reality, warm, cocooned in tangled sheets. Then the sound drilled into her ears.

“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.

And yes, I'm sneaking out because I have no idea what a one night stand entails after all is said and done, but I know one thing for sure: it's got to be awkward. After dressing in a haste, I chance a glance at myself in the mirror and wince. I look horrible. There are hickeys scattered on my neck and cleavage — a testament of how wild the night really was. My hair looks like a bird's nest, but I'm sure with a little finger combing, that could be fixed. All in all, my eyes look brighter and livelier. One night stands aren't my thing but with one look at my eyes and how I feel, I can say it was worth it. Smiling at myself in the mirror, I walk out of the room, feeling lighter than before.