One Night With King Full Movie Novels & Stories

I preferred to feel my enemies' blood on my hands, or better yet, on my fangs. I hated the feeling of being cornered, of not having control over every detail. This plan couldn’t fail; there was no room for error. An innocent life was at stake. The life of the son I hadn’t even known existed until now. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the exhaustion. Last night had been awful. Nightmares tormented me, and my control over my transformations was growing weaker. Nick entered the room with a deep sigh. "We have the location where they might be keeping the boy, my Alpha."

I was here to let loose with Jake for a single night and that's exactly what I planned on doing. I was pulled from my thoughts when Jake started grinding against me. His hands gripped my hips tightly and I just let my body sway to the rhythm of the music. Jake was surprisingly a good dancer and it helped to get me into it. But when I looked up, I saw Asher staring back at us and he looked perturbed as hell. A wicked grin tugged at my lips and I knew my next actions were pure evil, but he deserved it.

I was really shocked when I saw that the stranger with whom I fucked yesterday was the heir of the president for whom I am currently working. "Please help me welcome my son, Mr. August Scott. The crowd was highlighted by the shouts of the students and the excitement of everyone. It was so loud except for me...

“Just kidding… I would have paid that million myself to have him at least for the night.” I blinked. “But you just admitted you don't even know what he looks like.” She wagged her finger. “I said that almost no one knows, and I'm not one of them. I've seen him... once.” I barely stifled a snort. “Let me guess. It was love at first sight.”

I saw the King stare directly at me and with a flick of his head I knew he wanted to see me. As the mourners started thinning I walked up to the King and bowed my head. We stood in silence as people left the clearing and Sorin joined us after a few minutes. The King waited three more minutes to make sure nobody could listen in on us. The King looked different tonight, more vulnerable. “Maya came to speak to me this afternoon. I was not happy with what she confessed to me.” “She told me that she planned to speak to you.” “I will meet her demands and I ask only thing of you.”

But I had to run… I had to leave. Cora had been clear: Do what you have to do and leave immediately. Yet I had spent the whole night with my one-night stand. Wasn’t his service just for an hour? Yet he’d stayed with me all night, held me, and had made me cum at least three times with his hands, tongue, and dick. I sure hoped the extra hours wouldn’t cost Cora extra.

“They’re hunted.” The word echoed. Lumi made a broken sound. “No.” I didn’t move. Didn’t blink. Didn’t scream. Because suddenly, everything made sense in the worst possible way. “Let me guess,” I said softly. “The King went into the forest last night.” The male rogue hesitated. That was answer enough. “Full moon,” I added helpfully. “Bad mood. Too much time alone with his thoughts.” The female nodded once. “He hunted.” My stomach hollowed out.

Well, he doesn’t look like he is support of her staying though. Has he heard me when I said she is my friend? I catch his eyes and hold his stare. Then I bat my lashes and pout at him. He looks away. My heart must have shattered into pieces if I had not seen his face get stronger as he tries to fight a grin. “Go home.” The brooding king begins, but I listen attentively, knowing that there should be an ending to it. An ending that should sound good in my ears. “Tomorrow night is a full moon. Go have your shift with your pack. After that, you can return.”

Not while I breathe. Damian's Point of View The next morning, I got an encrypted email. There's no sender. Only one line: "Ask Ava about The Kingston Deal, the one that never made the news." A photograph was included. Ava, five years younger, is standing outside a London hotel, flanked by two men in suits. One was my father. The other was a man who disappeared amid an insider trading scandal that never went to court. My stomach twisted. What the hell was this?

Then one of his men handed him a file—some kind of shipping report, full of codes and numbers. “The shipment failed. That means billions in losses. You know the consequences,” Leonel said, then kicked the chair over with a loud crash. Jeslyn covered her mouth, horrified. She wanted to look away—but the video continued. From the shadows, a woman appeared. Beautiful. Elegant. Her long hair flowed over a red dress that hugged her slim figure. She walked straight to Leonel and wrapped her arms around him from behind, pressing her cheek against his back with clear intimacy. “That’s enough, darling,” the woman cooed sweetly. “Let them clean up the rest. You promised me tonight, remember?”