One night stand with the ruthless billionaire devil

I stepped into the dimly lit bar, scanning the room for my mark. Julian Blackwood, the ruthless billionaire devil, was notorious for his cunning business tactics and his ability to crush anyone who stood in his way.

But I wasn't here to do business. I was here for a one-night stand.

Rumor had it that Julian was looking for a distraction, something to take his mind off his latest takeover. And I aimed to be that distraction.

As I spotted him across the room, my heart skipped a beat. He was even more handsome than I'd imagined, with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline.

I made my way over, my heels clicking on the marble floor. "Julian Blackwood," I said, my voice husky. "I've heard a lot about you."

He raised an eyebrow, his eyes raking over me. "And I've heard nothing about you," he replied, his voice dripping with amusement. "But I'm intrigued."

We danced around the tension between us, exchanging flirtatious banter and sipping our drinks. But I knew I had to make my move.

"Want to get out of here?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Julian's eyes flashed with interest. "I thought you'd never ask."

As we left the bar, Julian's hand on the small of my back sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't believe I was doing this - seducing the ruthless billionaire devil himself.

But I had to admit, I was drawn to his dark charm. And the thrill of the unknown was exhilarating.

We stepped into his luxurious penthouse apartment, the city skyline twinkling like diamonds below. Julian poured me a glass of champagne, his eyes never leaving mine.

"So, what do you do?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

I smiled, taking a sip of my drink. "I'm a freelance writer. And you?"

Julian chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm a businessman. I take what I want, when I want it."

I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. But I was determined to keep my cool.

As we talked, the tension between us grew thicker, like a living thing. I knew I had to make my move soon, or risk losing my chance.

I set my drink down, my heart pounding in my chest. "Julian, can I ask you something?"

He raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing with interest. "Anything."

I took a deep breath, my voice barely above a whisper. "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

Julian laughed, the sound low and husky. "I don't believe in love, period."

I smiled, my heart skipping a beat. "Good. Because I don't either."

And with that, I reached him.

As we left the bar, Julian's hand on the small of my back sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't believe I was doing this - seducing the ruthless billionaire devil himself.

But I had to admit, I was drawn to his dark charm. And the thrill of the unknown was exhilarating.

We stepped into his luxurious penthouse apartment, the city skyline twinkling like diamonds below. Julian poured me a glass of champagne, his eyes never leaving mine.

"So, what do you do?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

I smiled, taking a sip of my drink. "I'm a freelance writer. And you?"

Julian chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm a businessman. I take what I want, when I want it."

I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. But I was determined to keep my cool.

As we talked, the tension between us grew thicker, like a living thing. I knew I had to make my move soon, or risk losing my chance.

I set my drink down, my heart pounding in my chest. "Julian, can I ask you something?"

He raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing with interest. "Anything."

I took a deep breath, my voice barely above a whisper. "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

Julian laughed, the sound low and husky. "I don't believe in love, period."

I smiled, my heart skipping a beat. "Good. Because I don't either."

And with that, I reached out and kissed him

Julian's lips crashed down on mine, his kiss fierce and possessive. I felt like I was drowning in the depths of his eyes, unable to escape the passion that flared between us.

We stumbled through the penthouse, shedding clothes and inhibitions along the way. Julian's hands were everywhere, exploring every curve and contour of my body.

I felt like I was melting into his touch, my skin burning with desire. I couldn't believe how much I wanted him, how much I needed him.

As we fell onto the bed, Julian's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. "You're mine tonight," he growled, his voice low and husky.

I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. I knew I was taking a risk, but I couldn't resist the passion that flared between us.

Julian's lips trailed down my body, leaving a path of fire in their wake. I felt like I was losing myself in his touch, like I was disappearing into the depths of his eyes.

And yet, I couldn't get enough. I wanted more, needed more.

As the night wore on, our passion only grew stronger. We were two souls, lost in the depths of our desire, unable to escape the attraction that flared between us.

But as the first light of dawn crept into the room, Julian's grip on me tightened. "Don't think this means anything," he growled, his voice low and husky.

I nodded, my heart racing with emotion. I knew I had to protect myself, had to guard my heart against the ruthless billionaire devil.

But as I looked into his eyes, I knew I was lying to myself. I had already fallen, already lost myself in the depths of his passion.

And I knew I would never be the same again

I woke up to an empty bed, the sheets tangled and twisted from the passion of the night before. Julian was nowhere to be found, but I could hear the sound of him moving around in the kitchen.

I got out of bed, my body aching in all the right places. I couldn't believe what had happened last night - the passion, the intensity, the connection we had shared.

As I walked into the kitchen, Julian looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in my disheveled appearance. "Good morning," he said, his voice neutral.

I nodded, feeling a little awkward. "Morning."

Julian handed me a cup of coffee, his fingers brushing against mine. I felt a spark of electricity at the touch, and I knew I wasn't the only one who felt it.

We stood there for a moment, the tension between us palpable. Then Julian spoke up, his voice breaking the silence. "Last night was... unexpected."

I nodded, taking a sip of my coffee. "Yeah. It was."

Julian's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze intense. "I don't usually do... this."

I raised an eyebrow, my heart racing with emotion. "Do what?"

Julian's smile was wry. "One-night stands. Relationships. Feelings."

I felt a pang of disappointment, but I knew I had to protect myself. "I don't either," I lied.

Julian's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't believe me. But he didn't push the issue. Instead, he changed the subject. "I have a meeting this morning. But I'll have my driver take you home."

I nodded, feeling a little relieved. I needed to get out of there, needed to clear my head.

As I left the penthouse, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had just made a deal with the devil himself. And I wasn't sure if I would ever be able to escape.