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Day After One Night

Day After One Night

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Lena, a girl with a troubled past, lands a servant job in a foreign country, hoping to escape her hardships. Her life takes an unexpected twist when she loses her virginity to a wealthy, heartbroken man, Max Kingston, who recently discovered his girlfriend's betrayal. Max falls deeply for Lena, but his world shatters when she narrowly escapes a murder attempt, and he vows to track down the one responsible for hurting the woman he loves. Lena's life spirals further when she finds out she's pregnant with Max's child, but a dangerous shootout leaves Max with partial memory loss, and he forgets everything about her. As Lena faces wrongful accusations and a potential jail sentence for a crime framed by the Baxter brothers back home, she feels crushed. Will Max remember the woman he loves in time to save her from this nightmare? Or will Lena be deported and imprisoned for a crime she never committed?

Chapter 1 1

Lena's POV

Lena had always felt like the world was a place where she didn't belong. The days of her childhood, spent in a dimly lit apartment with a single mother who barely scraped by, felt like distant memories she preferred not to revisit. She had learned early on to fend for herself, to never expect too much from anyone, and to trust no one but herself. Life, in her experience, was about surviving, not thriving.

When the opportunity to work in another country arose, Lena didn't hesitate. The promise of a better life-away from the prying eyes of judgment and the shackles of her past-was a beacon she couldn't resist. The job was as a housekeeper in a luxurious estate for a wealthy family. It wasn't glamorous, but it was better than the grim prospects at home.

The mansion was a place of contrasts. Grand, yet cold. Impressive, yet lonely. And the people-well, they had their own lives, their own worlds. Lena remained mostly in the background, blending into the shadows. She didn't expect friendship, and she certainly didn't expect anything more.

One particular evening, while finishing up in the kitchen, she noticed him. Max Kingston. The man who owned the estate. Tall, broad-shouldered, with dark, brooding eyes that seemed to see right through her. Max was different from the others. While the family and guests treated her like a shadow, he treated her as if she mattered. At first, Lena dismissed it. She wasn't here to make friends. But the way he looked at her made her feel... seen. And that was the last thing she ever wanted.

It started with small exchanges-a brief smile, a word here and there. He was polite, but there was something more in his gaze. It unsettled her. Lena knew the risks of becoming entangled with someone like him. Men like Max were dangerous, with their power and wealth, capable of turning her life upside down without even trying.

One night, she found herself standing in the corner of the grand living room, wiping down glasses and silently observing the opulent gathering. Max stood across the room, a glass of whiskey in hand, talking to a group of well-dressed guests. He looked so out of place in the crowd, his posture stiff and guarded, his eyes distant. Lena couldn't help but wonder about the weight that seemed to burden him.

As the evening wore on, she found herself alone in the hallway near the exit, preparing to leave for the night. The house was quiet, the guests had started to trickle out, and the air felt thick with something she couldn't put her finger on.

Then, out of nowhere, Max appeared at the end of the hall, his tall frame casting a shadow against the walls. His gaze locked with hers, and for a moment, everything else seemed to disappear.

"You're still here?" he asked, his voice low, almost hesitant.

Lena nodded, unsure of what to say. "Just finishing up."

He stepped closer, his presence suddenly overwhelming. "You work hard. I've noticed."

She didn't respond. What could she say? Thank you for noticing? Or perhaps, I'm just trying to survive?

"I've never asked your name," Max continued, his voice almost too soft for the space between them.

"Lena."

He smiled, a small, rare smile that made her heart skip a beat. "Lena. It's nice to meet you properly." He hesitated, his hand brushing against the back of his neck. "Would you like to join me for a drink?"

Lena knew better than to accept. She wasn't here for a fling, for distractions. But there was something about the way he looked at her-like she wasn't just another servant in his house, like she mattered. It made her heart ache with a longing she hadn't allowed herself to feel in years.

Before she could turn away, the words slipped out. "Alright. Just one drink."

Max smiled, his gaze lighting up with something that almost looked like relief.

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**Max's POV**

Max Kingston had never been a man who found solace in the company of others. Even in the crowded rooms filled with people who adored him, he often felt like an outsider. A man with everything-wealth, power, status-and yet, nothing that truly mattered.

The recent breakup with his girlfriend had only heightened his sense of isolation. Finding out she had been stealing from him, cheating on him with someone else-it had shattered something deep inside him. Max had always prided himself on his ability to read people, to see beyond their masks. But she had fooled him completely. That betrayal had left him angry, disillusioned, and, for the first time in a long while, utterly alone.

Tonight, he found himself at a crossroads. The party had been a distraction, a way to keep his mind occupied. But no amount of alcohol or forced laughter could drown out the emptiness that lingered beneath the surface.

That was when he saw her. Lena.

She was different from the others. The other servants at the estate had learned to fade into the background, silent and unseen, moving with the precision of well-oiled machines. But Lena-she wasn't like that. She had a presence. A quiet strength that intrigued him. Max couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something about her that stood out. Something real.

He watched her from across the room, her delicate features illuminated by the soft glow of the chandelier. Her dark hair fell in waves around her face, and her eyes-those deep brown eyes-seemed to hold secrets. Secrets he was dying to know.

Max excused himself from his conversation and made his way across the room toward her. She was standing near the exit, preparing to leave for the night. He hadn't expected to find her alone, but here she was, her back to him, her head bowed in concentration as she finished up her tasks.

"Still here?" he asked, his voice betraying a hint of curiosity.

She looked up, startled, but quickly composed herself. "Just finishing up."

He studied her for a moment, noting the way her shoulders seemed tense, as if she were always bracing herself for something. Lena wasn't just another face in the crowd. There was something in her that piqued his interest, something he couldn't ignore.

"You work hard. I've noticed," he said, his tone softer than usual.

She didn't respond, but the faint flicker of acknowledgment in her eyes told him everything he needed to know. It was strange how he felt drawn to her. After everything that had happened with his ex, he should have been wary of getting close to anyone. But Lena... there was something different about her. She wasn't like the others. She didn't treat him like a rich man, a figure of authority. She treated him like a person, like she didn't need anything from him.

Max stepped closer, unsure of why he was doing it. "I've never asked your name."

"Lena."

A simple response, but it felt like an opening. He smiled, his curiosity growing. "Lena. It's nice to meet you properly."

He couldn't explain it, but he felt an instant connection. The way she looked at him, the way she stood, so calm and composed. It made him want to know more. He wanted to know everything about her.

"Would you like to join me for a drink?" he asked before he could second-guess himself.

She hesitated. He could see it in her eyes. She was thinking about it, weighing her options. But then, surprisingly, she agreed.

"Alright. Just one drink."

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