One Night With The Cold Ceo Novels & Stories

"Yeah! Don't you think this is just like those clichéd plots in dramas? The CEO had a one-night stand and the female lead got pregnant. Years later, the child was born and returned with his mother in a grand comeback—" Paul interrupted her quickly, "Stop right there! First of all, I'm not a CEO. Secondly, I've never had a one-night stand. If anything, the only person I've spent many nights with is you. And besides, my first time was with you… You should know that very well…" His face was completely red when he finished speaking. Miranda nodded seriously. "That makes sense. After all, that's not something you can fake." Her remark left him speechless.

Emma left to go to a god-awful dinner with her parents so I am home alone so I get up to answer it. "Who is it?" I ask putting my phone down on the counter I don't hear an answer so I just pull the door open seeing Skinner standing there. "Out of all the clubs you go to last night, you come to mine." He mutters and I gaped. "I didn't know it was yours." I start but he waves his finger at me and I close my mouth. "Then you go to my hotel with one of my guys." He grunts pulling the guy I almost slept with into my view.

He turned slowly, his movements fluid and deliberate, like a predator assessing its prey. It was him. The stranger from the hotel room. The man who had been beside her, naked, undeniably gorgeous, a memory that still sent a flush of mortification through her. Only now, in the harsh light of reality, he was more than just a handsome face. He was Colden Frost. Her mind supplied the details instantly, pulled from fragmented news reports and overheard conversations. Colden Frost. Billionaire. CEO of Frost Enterprises, an empire so vast it felt mythical. Famously emotionless.

“Zayden freaking Wolfe.” “Wait….Zayden Wolfe? Like Wolf Enterprises Zayden Wolfe?” “Yes.” “As in, tall, hot, broody, rumored-to-have-a-thing-for-control Zayden Wolfe?” “Elise.” I stopped walking, eyes wide as the weight of it hit me again. “I had a one-night stand with my boss.” “Girl…” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “You didn’t just walk into a new job. You walked into a whole HBO series.” Our conversation went on and on until I reached home.

“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?!”

She rushed to her with overwhelming enthusiasm, grabbing Mia by the elbow and dragging her into a secluded alcove near the copy machines. "What did he say?" Lucy burst out, her voice a frantic, stage-whisper. She scanned Mia’s pale face, her eyes wide. "Did he fall in love with you? Tell me he fell in love with you!" Mia leaned her back against the cool drywall of the alcove, closing her eyes for a brief second to steady her spinning world. So far, Lucy was the only one who knew. She was the single soul Mia had trusted with the terrifying, scandalous truth: that the man Mia had shared a passionate, chaotic one-night stand with just hours prior—the man she thought was just a devastatingly han

she said continuously without a breath. I successfully opened my door and closed it immediately. I slumped on the floor, the feel of my condo unit makes me always feel safe. "Who is that man, Calliana?! When I asked him where were you, he told me your safe and I shouldn't worry. And then I asked his name and girl, did you just have a one night stand with the most sought bachelor of 21st century?" she squealed. "Women will crawl and kneel for a one night stand with a Zeigler! A Zeigler, Calliana!"

It stated, 'Let's forget this ever happened! "What?!" my eyes widened in shock. My mouth opened agape. To think I had envisioned my life with him. What was I even thinking when I laid with that rich guy? What, marriage? How stupid I was to think he was ever going to want something else with me apart from a one-night stand. Banging the bed in tears, I blamed and cursed myself for what happened. Just then, I spotted a 50,000 dollars cheque under the bed cover. Damn, I was actually a one-night stand to him!!!

When she got inside the firm, almost all the girls were packed in front of the usual meeting room, whispers circulating around as some girls tried to peer through the blinds. Giselle got on her tiptoe, trying to see what was happening ahead. She was curious but her height and tiny statue weren’t really helping. Curse her short height. The brunette decided to squeeze through to the front, catching words like “He’s the new CEO?” Or “She’s so lucky.” As she pushed her way through. ‘New CEO? Gregory had said he was leaving In two days.’ Giselle thought as she squeezed out of the crowd, spotting the noirette she had been thinking about.

Christopher It's almost 24 hours and I have not heard anything from Kate. she did not fall for the threat. Although I meant every damn word I said. She really wants me to find her and I would do just that. I thought about making it a police case but it will dent my image. The case might make it to the media. That is the last thing I want to happen. How do I explain my one-night stand with a thief? A petty one at that. The people who knew my stand with women would mock me. The one-night stand was indeed a mistake. But it was unavoidable. I could not control my feelings and my body. They have suffered I the point that they protested.