One Night With The Billionaire. Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I’m asking you if this check is enough to buy you for a night.” She was stricken when she heard his question. She did not respond for quite some time. He took her silence as dissatisfaction with the lowly fee. “Not enough?” He paused. His angular jaw clenched coldly before opening it to say words that pierced her dignity like a dagger. “How much does it cost to buy you for a night? Villa, bungalow, Mercedes-Benz – let me know what you want; I have everything.” Her face sank. She then coldly enunciated, “This gentleman, you seem to be mistaken.”

“ You know, I've noticed that you've been acting strangely since you left your job at the club. I’m all ears, Mich.” Shoulders slumped, Michelle huffed in defeat. “I’m going to tell you something, but please, if you want to judge me, keep it to yourself for now, because I’m really about to break down." “Try me.” Megan chuckled. “I had a one-night stand with a VIP customer on my last day at work." “What the heck?!” Megan beamed out, shocked.

I got pregnant after a sizzling one-night stand. I didn’t know then he was the son of a billionaire mafia Don. That night, he walked over to me with powerful strides that announced to the world, that he owned it. The dim light dancing over his sculptured face, Teased me with a glimpse of perfection. His deep baritone voice vibrated thru my core, and before I knew it, we were back at my place, thrusting into ecstasy. For hours he took me to heaven and back,

And now here I was, in a stranger’s bed, except he wasn’t just any stranger. He was Zachary Moreau. I didn’t belong here. I didn’t belong anywhere near him. Quietly, I slid out of bed, careful not to wake him. My dress was on the floor, wrinkled and missing a strap. My heels were by the door. My dignity was somewhere in between. I got dressed as fast as I could, ignoring the sting of tears pressing behind my eyes. This wasn’t me. I wasn’t the kind of girl who went to parties, who drank too much, who ended up in a billionaire’s penthouse without remembering how she got there.

She slept with a man who she doesn't know. Thinking about it now, Everette wonders whether she was drunk or drugged. But who would drug her? Almost all the guests at her bachelorette party are her friends, co-workers and high school friends. She is one kind hearted girl and doesn't treat people less than they are. She is pretty nice to everyone so no one would actually have a bad and evil mindset against her.

It wasn't until he was in front of me before I gazed up to meet his face, that was when the resemblance I had earlier noticed on the old woman's face suddenly dawned on me. "Wait, what?!" I yelled. "You?" I pointed a finger at him. He was just staring calmly all the while. "Be calm, my dear, and just listen." The woman held my hand. I started putting two and two together and everything started getting clearer to me. That night at the cruise vacation, the stranger I had drunkenly laid with was the CEO of Alpha Zee company, my boss! What the fuck! Jeez, what have I gotten myself into.

Apparently, he was a public figure and he wouldn't like to be associated with the scandal of a one-night stand. "What's the matter?" Natasha's voice cut through my train of thought as I darted my eyes at her. She was wiping her hands with a towel and her brows furrowed, expecting me to say something to her. "He is here.." I pointed towards the screen and she glanced at it as well then returned her gaze back to me with a questioning look. "Who is here, Corey? You're actually looking like you've seen a ghost." I blinked hard and thought of a way to explain it to her. "The stranger I talked about, that's him," I announced and she stared back at the screen with shock glaring all over her face.

Her eyes widened, and she saw the smirk tug at the corner of his lips. “I-I’ll go with you,” she stammered, swallowing hard. She couldn’t help but grip his collar and pull him closer. She tugged so hard that he had to lean down toward her. “Anywhere! I don’t have any worth tomorrow anyway!” She would treat this night as her bachelorette party. If it wasn’t going to be with the man she loved, she’d rather give her virginity to this stranger than to that old man, Fuentes! He wouldn’t get to benefit from her body! Just the thought of it made her skin crawl.

, she responded and they moved over to an empty sit while he ordered for drinks. Fiona didn’t know what happened next, all she remembered was waking up in the arms of a handsome stranger the next morning, with her cloth on the floor and her underwear on his face, filled with embarrassment, she quietly took her stuffs, dressed up, and sneaked out of the hotel room. She had lost her virginity to a stranger!!!, it was one hell of a night. She was super grateful he was fast asleep, because if he wasn't, she wouldn’t even know how to face him. She had her first sex as a one night stand, all thanks to Bella, she thought ironically as she made a promise to herself never to let this happen again. Sh

she said not eager to dampen her mood. "What about Miles?" Kelly asked, unconsciously looking forward to seeing him. She wasn't even aware that she had shed every bit of wariness against him. Instead,she was happily welcoming him. Layla knew but she didn't make mention of it, incase she changes her mind. "He went on a business trip but he would be back soon," she responded as she peeled the apples diligently. "What does Miles do?" Kelly asked which made Layla pause involuntarily. She knew where this matter was going to,so she decided to hide the fact that he was Miles Brooks,the influential billionaire as her mind wouldn't be at peace.