One Reckless Night With Mr. CEO

The sickening sound of his name, a breathless moan from another woman, was the first thing that shattered my world.

I had pushed the door open, a grin on my face, ready to surprise Austin.

My team had finished the work trip early, and all I could think about was being home, in bed, with my man.

But the surprise was all mine.

My suitcase dropped with a muffled thud, yet neither of them heard it.

There he was, Austin, my boyfriend of three years, his back rigid, thrusting with such passion that I had never felt from him.

And beneath him, screaming and moaning in my place, was Clarissa. My best friend for over ten years.

The air stopped flowing. Every nerve ending in my body froze, locking me in a silent horror movie. I wasn't a confrontational person. I didn't scream or react loudly- I just stood there, a spectator to the demolition of my life.

They were too drunk in their ecstasy to notice me. My vision blurred with immediate scalding tears, and I did the only thing I could... I turned and fled.

I grabbed my car keys and drove off blindly, ending on Sana's doorstep and dumping the whole ugly mess onto her.

She was all empathy and outrage. Then she suggested her wildcard solution.

The bass vibrated through the floor and up my spine. The club Sana had brought me to was filled with drunk strangers dancing and grinding away their weekday misery.

"Girl, you have to let loose!" Sana yelled over the music.

I hated it. I was heartbroken and I needed to heal, I wasn't a party girl wanting to get high.

My ex and my ex-best friend's betrayal was just hours old, and her idea was to get me drunk.

She shook me out of my thoughts, leaning close.

"There's this hot dude staring at you." She hissed, gesturing toward the exclusive velvet rope of the VIP section.

I followed her gaze and froze.

He wasn't just hot. He looked like a Greek god carved from cool marble with a sharp jawline that genuinely looked like it could slice through steel.

His full lips, made more alluring by a neatly trimmed beard, contrasted with his hazel-green eyes.

They were fixed on me, boring into my soul until I felt dangerously naked even though I was fully clothed.

He lifted his hand, a causal beckoning gesture. I scoffed. He seemed arrogant.

"I'm not interested." I mumbled to Sana.

She rolled her eyes.

"Girl, I'm not asking you to fall in love. Just get laid. Get that asshole off your mind for a bit."

A part of me agreed. Why not? What did I have left to lose? My heart was already beaten to a pulp.

Choosing to be a little bit reckless, I finally got to my feet and joined him.

Up close, he was devastating. Tall, imposing, and exuding an aura of expensive danger.

"Hi." I managed, a wave of unfamiliar