Todos los capítulos de His For A Night: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Maya"Good morning, Henry," I chirped as I passed the front desk. "And tell security to stop glaring like I'm here to rob the place."He chuckled, muttering something under his breath about "feisty little bosses."I feel in control today. Finally.I walked into the office with the kind of energy . Roman glanced up from his desktop the moment the door clicked open. His eyes narrowed the way they always did when he was trying to read me, as if he could figure me out just by the way I walked."Good morning, boss," I said lightly, flashing him a professional smile as I made my way to my desk.His brow rose a fraction, and I didn't miss the way his jaw ticked. Good. Let him wonder.I set my coffee down, pulled out my chair, and got right to work like the night before never happened—like he hadn't had me beneath him, moaning into his mouth, before I snapped myself out of it and walked out with what little pride I had left.Out of the corner of my eye, I felt him watching me.I didn't look

Maya"I feel you even when you're not near me. You haunt me, Maya."God.My heels clicked too fast on the hallway tiles as I rushed back to the ballroom, face flushed, heart thudding like I'd run a mile uphill. I needed to get away—from the bathroom, from him, from everything I didn't want to admit out loud.Because if I stood still long enough, I'd feel the weight of his hands again. I'd remember the crack in his armor. And worst of all, I'd remember the way part of me wanted to stay in that damn bathroom forever, locked between his arms and the truth we were both trying to outrun.I adjusted my dress, slapped on a smile, and stepped back into the glamorous chaos of the event like nothing had happened.Eventually, it was over.The car pulled up to the front of my house.Damian insisted on bringing me home since 'I'd already put on the kindness act tonight.' I agreed. What was one more performance?"Thank you, Damian," I said, cool and polite reaching for the door handle. But his hand

RomanShe was still asleep, lying naked under the covers. The sheet had slipped halfway down her back, and her arm was stretched across the spot where I'd been lying moments ago.I couldn't stop looking at her. Everything about earlier kept replaying in my head. The way she touched me. The way she looked at me when I finally said the damn words I'd been holding back for too long.I love you.I didn't plan to say it. Hell, I'd tried to ignore it, bury it, act like it wasn't there. But it was. It had been there for a while. I'd just been too stubborn to admit it.And now? It was out. No going back.Maya shifted a little, then her eyes fluttered open, her gaze landing on me."Hey," she said, her voice still thick with sleep.I gave a half-smile. "Who sleeps this soundly in broad daylight?"She rolled onto her side, tugging the sheets higher around her chest with a grin. "Someone who got completely wrecked by her incredibly arrogant lover."I chuckled under my breath. "I aim to please.""

MayaI stood in front of the desk to my father's study room, flipping through a stack of documents spread across the mahogany desk.He wouldn't be back until tomorrow—at least that's what he'd told me when he called last night. He claimed the company needed him, that he couldn't afford to leave things unattended. My mom would still be around. That was fine by me. If he wasn't around, I could dig without him breathing down my neck.Most of what I found so far was the usual: contracts, supply orders, polished reports that said a lot without really saying anything. But I didn't stop. My fingers kept turning page after page, scanning for anything that felt off. Whenever something caught my attention—a figure that didn't match up, a name I didn't recognize, I snapped a picture with my phone, tucking the evidence away for later.I was careful not to leave a mess. My father had a way of noticing when even a paperclip was out of place.I pressed the doorbell and stepped back, folding my arms

MayaBeing with Roman always makes me forget my worries. With him, it feels like nothing else exists in the world. I knew I made the right decision by coming to him after that ugly argument with my father—he had a way of making everything feel lighter, even when my chest was heavy. I just don't know when my father will ever learn to accept me the way I am without expecting me to be the perfect reflection of himself.The car slowed to a stop in front of the house. Roman shifted his hand on the wheel and looked at me. "Do you want me to walk you in?"I unbuckled my seat belt, shaking my head. "No. I'll be fine."Well, fine enough. I had already decided I wasn't going to give a damn about my father's control anymore. I'd ignored his constant calls and texts demanding to know where I was. Tonight, I made it upon myself to tell him about Roman. All of it.Roman reached over, his warm hand squeezing mine. His gaze was serious. "Remember what I said nothing should beat you into doing what yo