A Night with Oliver

By H.W. Sweeting

In the dimly lit suite of a luxurious hotel, where the gentle hum of the ocean outside mingled with the soft glow of candlelight, a chance encounter unfolded that would change two lives forever. Camille, a dutiful daughter bound by financial obligations, and Oliver, the world-weary traveler returning home, found themselves entwined in a night of unexpected passion. It was a moment that neither could have anticipated, a spark igniting amidst the chaos of Camille's bachelorette party, leading to a series of events that neither could have foreseen.

As their worlds collided, secrets were unveiled, and truths confronted. Their journey has been anything but ordinary, a testament to the power of serendipity and the strength of the human heart. In the end, it was not the meticulously laid plans of the expectations of others that determined their path, but the profound connection that they found in each other.

• Language: English
• Publisher: H.W. Sweeting
• Release date: May 14, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224213474

H.W. Sweeting

I was born in the beautiful island of the Bahamas and relocated to Florida for more than 40 years. My passion into reading all kinds of reading materials and my love to music, inspired me to create books.  I've been writing since high school, and was taken the opportunity to share my gift to all readers of all sort of life. I am retired and celebrating life to the fullest. Let us never forget that to love and be loved is the most rewarding part of our lives. Happy people are those who are satisfied with their love life.

Book preview

Chapter 1

CAMILLA’S POV

Happy bachelorette day, Camille!

My friends chorused, enveloping me in a flurry of hugs and laughter.

As the day of my bachelorette party dawned, anticipation bubbled in the air, mingled with excitement and a hint of mischief. The sound of laughter and chatter filled the space as my friends arrived, each bringing a sense of joy and camaraderie that was palpable in the hotel room.

My friends and I gathered in a VIP room in a hotel that my fiancé’s family-owned. We celebrated my upcoming wedding, and the luxurious setting made the occasion even more special. The room was beautifully decorated with elegant furnishings and had a stunning view of the city skyline.

As I stood before the mirror, adjusting the delicate lace of the dress that my mother had chosen, I couldn’t deny the beauty of the garment nor the elegance it lent to my figure.

Wow, you look so stunning in that dress, Hailey exclaimed, her eyes alight with excitement.

Thank you, I replied, smiling as I smoothed down the fabric. It’s... lovely.

Is everything okay? You seem a little... off, she said, a hint of concern flickering in her gaze.

I hesitated, grappling with the turmoil bubbling beneath the surface. How could I explain the turmoil churning within, the uneasiness that seemed to grow with each passing moment?

It’s nothing, really, I finally replied to my best friend and only confidant. Just some pre-wedding jitters, I guess.

Hailey’s expression softened; her concern evident as she reached out to squeeze my hand gently. You know you can talk to me, right?

Swallowing a lump forming in my throat, I nodded, grateful for her understanding. Well, to be honest, wearing this engagement ring just reminds me of how much of my life has been decided for me.

Hailey’s eyes widened in comprehension, a sympathetic understanding dawning in her gaze. I get that. It’s much pressure, especially with all the expectations.

I nodded, the weight of those expectations pressing down upon me like a suffocating blanket. Exactly. I appreciate my parents and their support, but sometimes I feel like I’m living someone else’s life.

It’s okay to feel that way, you know, she said, her words soothingly balm to my troubled soul. Your feelings are valid.

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I looked at my friend, overwhelmed by her understanding and compassion.

Thank you, Hailey, I whispered. I just wish I had more say in my own life, you know?

You do have a say, Camille. It’s never too late to start making your own choices, to carve out your path. But for now, let’s just focus on celebrating you and the amazing person you are.

Thank you, Hailey. That means a lot to me, I said, gratitude welled within me.

Here you go, she said with a playful grin, draping a sash over my shoulders. You wear this with pride, my dear friend.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of the sash. It is adorned with the words Soon to be Wifey emblazed across it in elegant script.

Thank you, Hailey, I replied, flashing her a grateful smile. I’ll wear it proudly.

As I fastened the sash around my waist, the words seemed to take on a new significance; a reminder of the journey that I am embarking upon, the excitement and uncertainty that lay ahead.

As I and Hailey emerged from the room, adorned in a sash proudly proclaiming Soon to be Wifey, the excited chatter of my girlfriends suddenly erupted into joyful shouts and gleeful cheers. Their voices, a cacophony of excitement and anticipation, filled the air, enveloping me in a wave of warmth and camaraderie.

Look at you! exclaimed Hailey, her eyes alight with delight as she rushed forward to envelop me in a tight hug. You’re positively radiant!

The rest of my friends echoed Hailey’s sentiments, their smiles wide and infectious as they gathered around me, showering me with compliments and affectionate gestures. Each word and gesture is a testament to the bond that united me and the overwhelming love and support that surrounded me on this special day.

Chapter 2

AS THE NIGHT UNFURLED its ebony wings, enveloping the city in its nocturnal embrace, my closest friends embarked on a journey of celebration that would linger in my memories for years to come.

The clinking of glasses and the effervescent chatter of my friends provided the soundtrack to the evening, punctuated by bursts of laughter and the occasional heartfelt toast. Each moment is a kaleidoscope of colors and emotions, etched into the tapestry of my memories forever.

With every sip of champagne and every shared laugh, I felt the bonds between me and my friends grow stronger, weaving a bond of love and support with each other.

As the pulsating beat of the music filled the room, drowning out the