The Night Before I Knew Him Novels & Stories

He deserved to know. He deserved everything. I took a shaky breath, my fingers brushing his hand gently. “Before anything else,” I whispered, “you need to know the truth. About me. About us.” His brows knit together, faintly confused. I stepped closer to the bed, gripping the edge to steady myself. “That night six years ago,” I began quietly. “The bar. You found me when I was at my lowest, and you stayed — even when I tried to push you away.” His brow furrowed slightly, as if he were trying to recall a memory buried deep inside.

The night before That evening, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as my mind spun in circles. The air in the room felt too thick, pressing down on my chest like a weight I couldn’t escape. The phone beside me glowed faintly in the dark, a reminder that everything I knew was about to change. Sleep teased the edges of my mind, but it refused to stay. My thoughts raced. What if I had gone too far? What if there was no way back?

"Thank you for waiting for me." He smiled and we hug each other again. /I knew I loved you before I met you I think I dreamed you into life I knew I loved you before I met you I have been waiting all my life I knew I loved you before I met you (ooh, ooh, ooh) I knew I loved you I knew I loved you before I met you (ooh, ooh, ooh) I knew I loved you/ “I love you, Cali.” “I love you too, Khai.”

“Sir, come on, it’s dark out. We have rules. Don’t make it hard on me.” He held onto my gravestone and didn’t want to let go. Before he left, he thought of an old story he’d heard somewhere. If two people loved each other, and one of them went first, the other could drop a single drop of blood at her grave, and they’d find each other in the next life. He’d never believed in any of that, not before tonight. He pulled a small knife out of his pocket, didn’t hesitate, and drew it across his wrist.

I don’t even know what to say to him I’m sure he doesn’t know how to start the conversation. But wait oh, it’s like this woman planned all this. How can she just leave me all alone with him? Gosh!! Suddenly, he cleared his throat and I moved my gaze towards him. “How did she know?” He finally voiced out. “Hmm, actually, I vomited and she noticed,” I said walking towards his bed. My legs are really arching me. “You vomited?” He asked staring at me "Yeah," I nodded. “Oh! So she noticed you were pregnant while you were vomiting, right?” He asked walking to a table

I twist back to look at him, concern flashing through me, and I see his face turning pale, and his breathing seems shallow. "Hermes?" I call, panic rising in my chest. "Mr.Grande – Hermes, are you okay?" He doesn’t answer. My heart pounds, hands clutching his shoulders as fear edges into the heat and desire. Something’s wrong. ----- Hi, Margaret and Lucian here! We're your main leads from The Night Before I Knew Him. Today marks 100 chapters, and we just want to thank you, esteemed readers, for all your love, comments, and love again (lol)

She tried to collect her bag but he dodged. “Missed you this morning.” He said instead ignoring her outburst.! Her breath caught. “… This … Morning.” He smirked. Taking her hands. “Come on.” And he walked her toward the general class, Lily clutched her chest behind them like someone witnessing a romance movie live.

He orders. Oh... He's bossy. "Great!" I say as roll my eyes and sit on the bed. "Do not ever roll your eyes at me again." He warns. "Fine." I say, almost rolling my eyes again. "There's something you need to know.” "I know what happened last night was a mistake, a one night stand that has to be gotten over.” I babble as play with my fingers.

I said walking out of his study and walking into my room. I take a quick shower before I jump into bed. The sleep comes almost immediately. I stand in the middle of the huge mall waiting for Stephanie to arrive. She was taking too long to get here and although it was my driver that went to pick her, I still think she must have gotten ready fast. “I’m so sorry for getting here so late. I quickly had to drop something off” She rushes out and I clenched my jaw. “Let’s go” I offer her my elbow and she takes it.

As I was getting ready to walk out the door he jumps up from his seat. "Do you smoke?" he asks. "Yes" I tell him knowing it's my one habit I can't kick. He walks outside with me. we light up and blow smoke out in the cold silence of the night. "How was your night?" he asked. I laughed. I told him about Karen and the guy who thought he could charm me with his dick in his hand. He listened to me and seemed pissed off at the second part of my story. I shivered, but it had nothing to do with the cold December night, and everything to do with his eyes roaming over me.