One Night Stand With My Boss Novels & Stories

I felt nauseous, he hurriedly stood up and caught my hands. “ Please wait. Let's watch the movie.” Nothing was getting into my ear, only his words buzzed over and over again as my chest hammered and my breathing hitched in disbelief. I couldn't believe he would say something like that, I whispered in shock, “ One night stand.” His eyes became bulged, red and I didn't know if it was anger or tears about to pour from them. I wanted to be quiet, I didn't want to say a word but I couldn't bear it, I had to say something so I sputtered like a tap,

“You did not!” “I did.” “With who?!” I ran a hand through my hair. “That’s where it gets complicated.” “Complicated how?” I looked at her. “The man from last night…” I paused. “…is Adrian Volkov.” “SHUT UP!” “I’m serious.” Vee jumped to her feet. “The Adrian Volkov? Billionaire? Face card never declines? That Adrian?!” “The same one.” “Oh my God,” she gasped, pacing. “Oh my God, oh my God. Wait, so you’re telling me you went to a club, had a one-night stand with a literal billionaire and then walked into your interview only to see he’s your boss?!”

“Years ago, you slept with a random man you met at a club, yet you are still acting all prim and proper, huh? He said. He tightened his grip on me again, and I gasped. The way I looked kneeling In front of him made my eyes full of desire. I curled up my finger behind his knee, holding on to what I wasn't sure of. Maybe holding unto my dear life. I felt his leg muscles tense up under my touch. It was clear I wasn't powerless after all. The almighty Sebastian Donovan was affected by my touch as much as I was by his. “Don't” he warned. He looked at me, threatening me with his stare, and I stopped what I was doing. “It wasn't random. I broke up with my boyfriend, got drunk, and….” I said and had

"You won't believe that the man I had a one night stand with during the weekend turned out to be my boss with whom I will be working with closely", I said to her and she opened her mouth in surprise with her eyes the size of saucers. I almost laughed at how comical she looked, at least I got some form of entertainment after a long day of stress. "You mean of all men you could have had mind-blowing sex with, you chose your boss?", She practically screamed and I wanted to slap her into oblivion.

I can only hope his heart is as warm as his face. I knock once on the door. “Come in,” a deep voice says from behind the door.. The voice... It sounds familiar.... I swallow, clutching the papers in my grasp and slowly enter the office. And when I come face-to-face with my boss, my jaw drops. My eyes widen, my eyebrows shoot up towards my hairline and I'm sure my face drains of colour. It can't be. The same man... My one night stand is actually my boss? The nameplate boldly spells it out—Liam Everhart.

I wasn’t sure I could live through the embarrassment, and I knew he was likely to be less than pleased about how I had taken off Saturday morning without a word. It was just my luck that I would run into the only one-night stand I’d ever had at my place of employment, and I was kicking myself for taking Kiki’s advice, no matter how amazing that night had been. Complications were the last thing I wanted to deal with on top of everything else in my life, and I attempted to powerwalk past the office that used to belong to my former boss. I wasn’t sure whether he would be the one in the room today, and I didn’t want to take the chance of bumping into Micah first thing this morning.

He appeared bewildered and horrified, the same he appeared when he said Liana. Why then did he appear to be shocked at seeing me? I tried to ignore it. I sat at my desk, and looked as though I were reading the big book on my desk. Then the office door opened. I looked up. A man walked in first. Then there came in another man behind him. I froze. It was him. Damon. The Damon from last night. The man I slept with. My one-night stand was with a man who was my new boss. The CEO.

On him. On the way his tongue had pressed to my heat, pleasuring in a way I’d never felt before. The way he kissed me like I was a craving he’d been dying to consume. And how he had thrusted into me as though I were the only thing in the world that could satisfy him. I kept trying to snap myself back to earth, but the heavens had clocked out on my behalf. Why, out of all the men in this universe, did it have to be my boss who turned out to be my one-night stand while I was disguised as a stripper?

Her new boss was her one-night stand. She stood in a spot, eyes bulging out of their sockets. She couldn't believe her eyes. "Are you an employee of this company?" The one-night stand asked her. "Yes." She managed a reply. "I already know those who are going to be laid off. Can you tell us why you are late?" He raised a brow. She was more than shocked. Of course, he knew why. He made her late. But she couldn't say that. She wanted her dignity intact. She didn't want rumors to go around that she slept with the boss to secure her job.

Zina. I wish I could go back to yesterday night. I wish I could turn back the hands of the clock, then I wouldn’t have drank that strong drink, and I wouldn’t have had the courage to fuck my soon-to-be boss, because everything presently looked awkward. As the receptionist of Neil Incorporated shoved me inside the office, I didn’t think for a second that the man I pulled to my bed was the owner of a big, established company. I probably would have noticed him if I weren’t drunk, I mean, his faces were in magazines like Timeless and Vogue> America's hottest billionaires. I might just melt.