One Night Stand With A Billionaire Novels & Stories

Book 4 is another standalone novel that also introduces new plot and characters while still maintaining the Billionaire's secret baby series. ——————- I had a one-night stand with my billionaire boss and surprise! I’m pregnant. And he cannot know. Travis Caldwell. The chiseled Greek god in a suit. It all started when I sold my company to him, which made him my new boss. We were instant enemies. His plans for my business make me want to scream. But before I know it he’s making me scream in the bedroom.

“He can't desire her even in her wildest dreams.” “Look, Bernice. It's not about the money—” “Then what is it about?” She interrupted me. “You're overthinking again.” “He was…” I stammered. “He was my one night stand one month ago.” “What? You mean…” I nodded slowly with my lips pouted inwards. “Billionaire Xander Rivera. Exactly. It was him.” “Damn, girl! You're in luck, then.” I rolled my eyes at her, hitting my clenched fist on the table gently.

She asks, eyeing get suspiciously. “Because it's Williams Richard's son's mom! The person that slept with Ruth nine months ago is the richest man in the world! Williams Richard!”. “What?"

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

All she knew was that the night she spent with Silas, from the memories she could recall, the moment, and the bed she shared with that stranger, was beautiful. Everything seemed fulfilling at that moment, and she couldn't deny she loved the way a stranger took care of her, even though it was only in bed. Tabitha then wondered if Silas ever cared that she left without his knowledge. She felt it must have been just a usual night to Silas. After all, he was a billionaire's son and would have many women after him. She definitely wasn't an exception nor was she unique to him.

“Then I’ll call you and tell you I need you.” His eyes hold mine. “And you’ll talk me through it over the phone, or I’ll wait till you come home.” He rubs his thumbnail over his bottom lip as he listens, as if fascinated. “I don’t want to have sex with anyone else, Knox. I’m not that kind of girl. You are the only one-night stand I’ve ever had.” He squeezes my hand, pleased with that answer. “I’ve had sex with four people in my whole life, and you’re one of them.”

"Okay, fine. But let's not pretend this is just about getting over Troy. You're hurt, and that's fair. But are you really going to hop into bed with some poor guy just to prove a point?" "Some poor guy?" she scoffed. "Please, he's going to be thrilled to jump into bed with me. And just so we're clear… this is going to be a one-night thing. That's it." She pulled her hair free from the neckline, smoothing the dress down. "One-night stands are simple. There are no expectations, or strings. They'll know I'm not looking for anything serious, okay?" Before I could reply, my phone rang in my pocket. It was Stefan.

How could he… how did he— I rubbed my eyes violently for a second and then a third time, sinking my thumbs deep into my eye sockets, then I closed them again before I opened them. Still, it was still him. The man I had a one night stand with. The very man I threw a hundred and fifty bucks at. My jaw quivered in shock. How was that even possible? But more importantly, where could I run to now?

Amaraielle Grace Stewart is a 24-year-old graduating Tourism Management student who has spent her entire life trying to be the granddaughter her strict grandmother expects her to be. She has a future to build, a reputation to protect, and a life that is supposed to follow all the rules. Until one night at a bar, when one impulsive encounter changes everything. While looking for a quiet moment in the women's restroom, Amara accidentally encounters a dangerously attractive stranger kissing another woman. She decides to mind her own business until moments later, she finds herself alone with him. One look becomes an unexpected kiss. One kiss becomes a moment neither of them can take back. A

I Shaked it off. "Whatever. Lots of people have a one night stand and just swipes on like it never happened. And that night was a mistake. Afterall, I will just be here for a while And soon, Sam and I would be leaving." I tried reassure myself that it was all going to be okay. Good thing he's a billionaire, or trillionaire what ever. At least, I was just a pass off for him. A nobody who would be forgotten and tossed aside like nothing after a night of passion together.