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Chapter 47 - Don’t Look at Me Like That
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2026-06-27 15:11:54
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One Night, Wrong Man CHAPTER 54 — Unfinished
-POV Derby An eerie silence filled the apartment, making the space feel suddenly suffocating. Derby stood by the kitchen counter, staring blankly at her chamomile tea as it turned ice-cold. Her fingers tapped against the ceramic mug in a restless, erratic rhythm. Her mind was stuck in a loop, trapped in that five-second elevator ride at the Obsidian Lounge. It wasn't the lingering heat of his proximity that kept her awake. It was the way Jordan had let her go. The exact second the elevator doors chimed open, he had stepped back. There was no hesitation, no smug parting remark, no attempt to stretch the tension. He simply cut the wire, putting immediate distance between them as if enforcing a strict, invisible boundary. *Like he was trying to protect something.* Derby set the mug down with a sharp click. *Maybe he’s protecting himself. Or maybe... he’s protecting me.* For months, logic had been her armor. She had carefully labeled Jordan Vasquez as a predator—ruthless, calculatin
One Night, Wrong Man Chapter 53 — Possession Without Words
-POV Derby The atmosphere was thick with the scent of expensive leather and dry red wine when the rain streaked the floor-to-ceiling windows of the private dining room at the Obsidian Lounge, blurring the city lights into smears of gold and charcoal. Derby kept her eyes on her tablet, adjusting the margins of the quarterly analyst report for the third time. She could feel the weight of Jordan’s presence across the room before he even spoke. He was talking to Mr. Harrison, the senior consultant from the merger firm, but his posture was entirely locked onto her direction. "We’ll finalize the logistics by Thursday, Harrison," Jordan said, his voice a low, resonant baritone that easily cut through the soft jazz playing from the hidden speakers. "Sounds perfect, Mr. Vasquez," Harrison replied, nodding respectfully as he gestured toward the long, polished mahogany table in the center of the room. "Shall we sit? The staff just brought out the vintage selection." Derby began to log off h
One Night, Wrong Man Chapter 52 — You Changed the Rules
-POV Derby Silence filled the room, thick and suffocating. It felt like the air itself was waiting for a bomb to drop. Derby stood by the mahogany desk, her hands buried deep in her coat pockets to hide the way her fingers were trembling. She refused to look at him. Every time her eyes landed on Jordan, she saw the man she knew—the man she was supposed to keep at arm’s length—and the stranger she was currently losing her mind over. "I need you to look at me, Derby." His voice was low, devoid of the corporate polish he usually wore like armor. It was raw, stripped back to something entirely too honest. That specific tone usually made her feel safe, but tonight, it only made her feel cornered. She turned slowly, not because she wanted to, but because the gravity of his presence wouldn't let her do anything else. "This isn't working anymore, Jordan. We aren't doing what we started. This is something else entirely." Jordan didn't flinch. He didn't offer a hollow excuse, and he certai
One Night, Wrong Man Chapter 51 — After That Night
-POV DerbyMorning light was relentless, cutting through the gap in the curtains to hit Derby square in the face. She didn’t move. She just stared at the ceiling, feeling the weight of the silence in the room. This wasn't the first time she’d woken up in a space that wasn't hers, but it felt different. The air was heavier. Jordan was already up. He was standing by the window, shirt half-buttoned, watching the city wake up below. He didn’t turn around when she sat up, but she knew he heard the sheets rustle. They both knew the game had changed. Pretending this was just a mistake—just another night to forget—was no longer an option. "You're awake," he said. His voice was steady, lacking the usual polish he used in boardrooms. It was raw. Derby pulled the duvet tighter around herself, her fingers tracing the fabric. "I should go." Jordan turned then. He didn't rush toward her; he just leaned against the frame, his gaze uncomfortably sharp. He wasn't the man who had let her walk away
One Night, Wrong Man Chapter 50 — The Line Is Gone
-POV Derby Derby stood by the window, her knuckles white as she gripped the fabric of her skirt, refusing to look at the man who had just dismantled the final remnants of her composure. Jordan hadn’t moved from the door. He didn't need to. His presence alone seemed to occupy every cubic inch of the space, pinning her in place. The casual, detached mask he usually wore was gone, replaced by something much more dangerous—a raw, unfiltered focus that made her skin prickle. "You're not answering," he repeated, his voice low and devoid of the polished veneer he saved for investors and the press. It was just the two of them, and for the first time, he sounded like a man who had finally run out of patience. Derby forced a swallow past the lump in her throat, her gaze still fixed on the horizon, not the man she’d spent the last few weeks trying to convince herself was a mistake. "Because there’s nothing left to say, Jordan. We crossed the line. Again. And we both know exactly what that ma
One Night, Wrong Man Chapter 49 — He Doesn’t Let It Go
-POV Derby Silence in the room wasn't empty; it was heavy, pressing against Derby’s chest until every breath felt like a conscious effort. Jordan stood just a few feet away, close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from him, but the distance between them felt like a canyon. He hadn’t moved when she tried to pull away. His grip on her wrist remained firm—not bruising, but immovable. It was a silent assertion of his presence, a refusal to let her frame this as a fleeting moment that meant nothing. Derby kept her gaze fixed on the sharp line of his collarbone, refusing to meet his eyes. If she looked at him, she knew the resolve she had spent the last hour meticulously building would crumble. She felt the ghost of his touch where he held her, a sensory anchor that made it impossible to pretend she was anywhere else. "You're not answering," he said. His voice was low, stripped of any polite veneer, vibrating with a raw, demanding edge. "There’s nothing to answer, Jordan,"
One Night, Wrong Man Chapter 4 — Impulse
-POV Derby I spent most of Thursday morning pretending my life hadn’t become significantly more complicated over the course of a single night. By the time I slipped into a seat near the back of the conference room, my presentation was already open on my laptop. The slides waited patiently on the s
One Night, Wrong Man Chapter 3 — Just a Name.
-POV Derby By Monday I’d almost convinced myself it was over. Not in some dramatic way. Just… closed. Like shutting a tab you left open too long and deciding not to open it again. I made coffee that tasted like nothing. Went to work. Answered emails acting like the weekend had never happened,
One Night, Wrong Man Chapter 2 — Morning After.
-POV Derby I woke up first. My heart was already hammering before my eyes could adjust to the ceiling that wasn’t mine. The room still smelled like him — clean soap, warm skin, something that still clung to me from last night, the same scent that had wrapped around me last night when he paused r
One Night, Wrong Man Chapter 1 — Okay.
-POV Derby The message came at 9:47 PM and killed two years in ten seconds. I think you deserve to know. Three cold sentences from a girl I’d never met. Rian had been fucking her for eight months. Eight months of him coming home late, smiling at his phone, telling me “it’s just work” while I k
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