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2026-01-15 22:34:19I saw him before he saw me.
Morning light sliced across his face, sharpening the hard lines of his jaw. He looked like he belonged on a cover of a sports magazine or at the head of the boardroom. His eyes swept the street slow and assessing.
Then they landed on me.
before yesterday i had never seen this guy, why is he suddenly everywhere?
Flavian tugged my sleeve. “Mommy… why is that man from the cafe staring at us again?”
I crouched, forcing a smile. “Maybe he’s waiting for someone.”
We headed toward the school gates.
We were late.
i barely went to sleep last night. Thoughts looped all night, and when exhaustion finally won, my alarm went off.
Regent Premier School stood ahead ; polished, perfect and expensive.
I definitely couldn’t afford it but Ironically, my grandparents could. A trust fund they set up the moment Flavian was born.
The same people who begged me not to have him.
“He’ll ruin your life.” they said
but he was the only thing holding it together right now.
“Good morning, ma’am,” I said to the principal.
She didn’t smile. “He’s ten minutes late. Go to class, dear. I’ll speak with your mother.”
I kissed Flavian and watched him run inside.
Then I felt it.
Him.
“Mrs Winston,” the man said smoothly.
“Good morning, Mr. Navarro,” she replied.
“This is Mr. Flavian Navarro.” she said to me
I froze.
He looked at me. “Hello.”
“Hello,” I said, tight.
“Miss Fiona Carlisle,” the principal continued, “we were just discussing her son’s tardiness.”
“why? Is this a pattern you recognized?” he asked, eyes still on me.
I snapped. “Okay, everyone relax. And you — who exactly are you?”
I turned back to the principal. “I’m sorry he was late, i had a rough morning but it won’t happen again. now if youd excuse me i'm late for work”
I walked away before either of them could respond.
Who was this Flavian Navarro…
I rushed into the law firm where I worked as one of three desk clerks buried under paperwork. i was grateful for the work but it could be really grueling.
I nearly collided with Luna, my senior collegue.
She took one look at me. “Relax. I told Mr. Hale I sent you on an errand.”
“You saved my life.”
“Don’t celebrate yet,” she muttered. “The Delaney case is going to trial and He’s spiraling. Expect more overtime this week.”
how Perfect.
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FLAVIAN
I didn’t mean to watch her walk away. My eyes just… stayed, even though she had signs of tiredness written all over she was still a sight for sore eyes, insanely beautiful.
“Quite a spitfire,” Principal Winston said.
“You have no idea,” I murmured.
We moved into her office.
“You mentioned you had a proposal?”
“Yes. Your facilities are great but only for mostly for athletes. I want to build a skills acquisition center. Coding. Design. Robotics. Let students explore other interests beyond sports.”
Her face lit up. “That’s wonderful.”
But my mind had already drifted.
“The woman earlier Fiona, whats the story there.”
“Young single mother,” she said. “Life hasn’t been easy. No father involved from what i know.”
Something about that didn’t sit right with me.
As I walked to my car, one thought followed me:
Can she really handle all that alone?
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Dangerously mine THIRTY-ONE
At thirty-seven weeks pregnant, getting ready for date night felt less like romance and more like an Olympic sport.I stood in front of the mirror, one hand pressed into the small of my back, the other resting instinctively over the curve of my belly.“You’re doing great,” I muttered to my reflection.The woman staring back at me still surprised me sometimes.Soft, Glowing and Loved.A year ago, I wouldn’t have recognized her.A year ago, I was surviving.Now I was living.I adjusted the strap of the black dress and exhaled slowly, letting the memories settle the way they always did when I paused long enough.The night I told him about the pregnancy still played in flashes.My grandmother’s kitchen.The tremble in my hands.The way my voice cracked when I said the words.And the way Flavian didn’t even blink.That night had ended with dinner at my grandparents’ house; laughter, awkward questions, my grandfather sizing him up like he was interviewing him for the role of my entire futur
Dangerously mine THIRTY
I didn’t realize how fast my heart was beating until he stepped inside.The door closed behind him with a quiet click, but it sounded louder than anything else in the room.My grandmother gave me one last look,knowing before disappearing down the hallway, leaving us alone in the living room.And suddenly there was nowhere left to hide.Flavian didn’t move closer.Didn’t touch me.He just stood there, Looking at me like I had personally rearranged the universe in the worst possible way.“Do you have any idea,” he said quietly, “what you just did to me?”The softness of his tone scared me more than if he had shouted.“I ...”“No.” He ran a hand through his hair, pacing once before stopping again. “No, don’t answer that yet. Because if you tell me you didn’t think about it, I might actually lose my mind.”My throat tightened.“I just needed time,” I whispered.“You turned off your phone.”The words landed like a blow.“I thought something happened to you,” he continued, voice rough now.
Dangerously mine TWENTY-NINE
The next morning came too quickly.Like I was moving through someone else’s life.I smiled when I needed to. Nodded at the right moments. Flavian didn’t say anything.Maybe he didn’t notice or maybe he noticed everything and chose not to push.He kissed my forehead before leaving, his hand lingering at my cheek for a second longer than usual.“Call me if you need anything,” he murmured.My throat tightened.“I will.”I didn’t.The house felt wrong after he left.Too full of thoughts I couldn’t escape.Two lines.I pressed my palms into my eyes.I can’t stay here.The decision came suddenly. Instinctive. Like something deep inside me had already made it before my brain caught up.Before I could talk myself out of it, I was moving.A small bag.Clothes for my son.My charger.And the test.Still hidden in the bottom drawer.I wrapped it in a scarf before slipping it into my bag, like it was something fragile. Like handling it too roughly might make it more real.I didn’t tell Flavian.
Dangerously mine TWENTY-EIGHT
Three months later.Normal had a different meaning now.Life had settled into something steady not perfect, but steady.Sean had not resurfaced.No calls. No sightings. No shadows creeping into her days.Time had moved anyway.And so had she.She was back at work. Back to routines that once felt impossible to reclaim. Back to school runs and grocery lists and quiet nights that no longer felt suffocating.And Flavian…Flavian had rebuilt his world too.He had won his case decisively, the verdict closing a chapter that had haunted him for years. But he hadn’t stopped there.He built something new from the ashes.The Skills Acquisition Center.Tonight was its official launch.And somehow, she was standing at the center of it all not as the architect, but as the person who knew the man behind it.They hadn’t moved in together.Not yet.He had asked.And she had almost said yes.But something in her had needed time. Needed space to let the life she had rebuilt remain hers for a little lon
Dangerously mine TWENTY-SEVEN
The city glittered beneath them like a living constellation.Fiona stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the penthouse suite, her arms wrapped loosely around herself as she stared at New York unfolding through glass. Behind her, she felt him before she heard him.“You’re thinking too loudly,” he said softly.She smiled without turning. “Is that even a thing?”“It is with you.”His voice was closer now. Lower than usual. She turned slowly.He had taken off his tie. The top buttons of his shirt were undone, the sleeves rolled up carelessly, like a man who had finally stopped pretending to be invincible.And for a moment, she forgot how to breathe.This wasn’t the man who commanded boardrooms or silenced rooms with a glance.This was just… him.Looking at her like she was the only real thing in the world.“You’ve been quiet since dinner,” he said.Fiona hesitated. “It just… feels like a dream.”He didn’t laugh.Didn’t brush it off.Instead, he stepped closer.“If it is,” he murmured,
Dangerously mine TWENTY-SIX
FionaThe kiss still lingered between us when we finally pulled apart.Flavian didn’t move away immediately. His hand was still at my waist, like he wasn’t ready to let go just yet.Neither was I.But then he exhaled softly, like he was forcing himself back into control.“I should walk you to your room,” he said quietly.I nodded, even though a part of me didn’t want the moment to end.We walked the hallway in silence, our steps unhurried. The house had gone completely still, the kind of quiet that only came after a storm had finally passed.We stopped outside my door.I turned to him.And before I could overthink it—“Do you… want to come in?” I asked.The question came out soft. honest.His expression changed instantly.Something deeper surfaced in his eyes. Something raw and conflicted.For a second, I thought he would say yes.Instead, he smiled.“God, I want to,” he admitted quietly.My heart skipped.But then he shook his head.“Not tonight.”I blinked.He lifted his hand and br
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