One Night Stand With My Boss Novels & Stories

I am the one who entered his bed," he said. Oh my god! There, I was dozing off. All I can do is hope his folks can figure it out for us. And I have another issue at the moment. How can I collaborate with Mr. Pop? His executive assistant, myself, Cherry? How am I supposed to collaborate with him if all I can think about is his lips and hand on my body? Give up! The elevator then magically stops and opens the doors. Tell me I'm on the right floor and chastise me for thinking about my boss's lips so much! How uncivilised, Isabella Montenegro!

I can't afford to be jobless right now. Oh God,what have I got myself into. I should have been more cautious about myself. I shouldn't have had a one night stand. I shouldn't have given him 200 dollars. And I shouldn't have insulted him. Why am I in such a frustrating situation?!. Nora tapped my shoulder. “Don't worry too much he didn't notice you at all. The manager’s voice suddenly rang out. “Nicole, Mr White wants to see you in his office now.

I punched harder each time the image of Vittorio’s hand on her back flashed. 'Boss?' Dante's voice cut through the rhythm but I didn’t stop. 'You look like you’re trying to kill the damn thing,' he said, leaning against the wall. 'I’m fine.' 'You don’t look fine. You’ve been on edge for days.' He paused. 'You know what I think?' 'I don’t give a fuck what you think.' 'I think you need to get laid.' He shrugged, matter-of-fact. 'It’s been a while since you’ve had a woman. Especially now that you’re back.'

Chapter 6 ***Aurora*** Oh god! Of all person's, my one-night stand is the CEO? I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. The silence that rang through the hall was deafening. Suddenly, my boss stood up. “Get out of my office, Aurora,” he ordered. I blinked. “What?” “You heard me, woman!” He seethed. “Get out this instant!” I shook my head. “Sir, I can't afford this–”

“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.”

It was still flat, still smooth beneath the silk of my nightgown, but deep inside, a tiny, fragile spark of life was taking root—a spark that threatened to set the entire Vance empire on fire. The following evening, the autumn rain came down in heavy, relentless sheets against the glass facade of the Vance Holdings tower. It was just past seven o'clock. The executive floor was quiet, most of the staff having departed for the evening. I sat at my desk, my eyes heavy with fatigue as I finalized the secondary asset schedules for the European merger. The door to my office slid open without a knock. I looked up, expecting to see Sarah with the late mail. Instead, Marcus walked in.

He pulls out a thin wad of cash and sets it down between us with deliberate precision. My stomach drops through the floor. That money. The exact bills I’d left on the bedside table of the hotel room. For him. And suddenly, every little detail about his blue eyes slams into me. That’s why they looked familiar. My one-night stand guy is my boss. “Oh my God,” I whisper, horror creeping up my throat. He’s still watching me, stone-faced, like a wolf who’s just cornered his prey. “So. Do you remember me now?”

Rosie answered after three rings. “Where have you been?” Her voice echoed in Emily’s ears. Emily closed her eyes. “Are you okay?” Rosie asked, hearing her silent sobs. “I can’t believe what I did,” Emily said, taking a deep breath. “Whatever it is, we’ll get through it together. Trust me and tell me what happened.” “Rosie… I slept with my boss,” she admitted. “Did he ask you out?” Rosie murmured. “I don’t think it’s a relationship. I woke up in his bed this morning. My God, it’s a disaster—I’m panicking,” Emily said.

Because he looked like he’d finally given up trying to understand me. I turned away immediately and stepped into the hallway. The door clicked shut behind me. And my phone buzzed. My entire body froze. Slowly, I pulled it from my pocket. Unknown Number. A new message appeared onscreen. > Good boy. Keep ignoring him, and maybe I won't press send to the Dean today. Cold fear slithered down my spine. But the next line was even worse. > Tonight, I need a favor. My pulse began hammering violently as I kept reading.

I actually had sex with my boss last night. Atlas Knight was not only the richest man in the entire city, he also happened to be my boss—the strict man who never smiled at anyone or said more than a few words to anyone. The worst part? He already had a woman in his heart! “You are so fired, Salem… so fired!” I muttered to myself over and over again like it was a mantra. I looked at him again, and now that the realization finally dawned on me, frustrated tears stung my eyelids.