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DROP OF POISON
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2026-10-12 10:37:36
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Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret TALL, DARK, HANDSOME
LAURA‘Kiss him. What's the worst that could happen if you allowed yourself just one night of pleasure?’There was a little voice in my head edging me on, whispering dirty, naughty things up there, lowering my inhibitions and making me weak as fuck and helpless against the intensity of Tristan’s hot gaze. I really wanted to give into that voice. Very badly. I wanted to snatch Tristan’s face close and kiss him until we were both breathless. He wanted the same thing, seeing the way he looked at me now. But…I had to be careful. We had to be careful…if we were ever going to cross the line. This was not back when I was a simple employee at his company. Now…I had my own stuff going and I couldn't do anything to ruin the success I'd attained so far. Tristan wiggled his brows at me as he waited for the gift I'd promised. “So?” He looked so dashing and endearing in the cool dusk light filtering into through the floor-to-ceiling window. His lips puckered in my face, and a silly, naughty
Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret CELEBRATION GIFT
LAURA“What other proof do you need?” The influencer blasted, getting riled up too quickly. “Am I not proof enough, huh?” I arched a brow, remaining very patient because I knew I was in control now. I had her where I needed her, thankfully. “How can that be?” I asked in an annoyingly cool voice. “We need substantial proof that you bought a fake from the Pierce store.” I folded my arms and leaned back in my seat. “Where is your substantial proof?” She scoffed. “This is ridiculous. Do you expect me to carry fake jeans around? Huh?!” “You might want to keep your voice down, Ms. Montero,” Tristan warned in a cold voice, his glare deadly. Goosebumps washed down my skin…because it almost felt like he was protecting me…standing up for me. He looked like he was ready to pounce on anyone who raised their voice at me. Man or woman. And I'd be lying if I said that didn't light my body up in ways it shouldn't. Mr. Warren chose this moment to intervene. “Ms. Hayes, you can't possibly expe
Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret JUST THE TIP
LAURAFuck him. Over and over again. It's the only thing on my mind as I took the phone from Tristan and tapped a finger against the speakerphone…and honestly…it wouldn’t be so bad to actually fuck him again. “Hello?”“Mr. Pierce?” a raspy voice echoed in the office. “No, this is Laura Hayes, Pierce’s new partner.” “Oh.” A pause hung over the line for a few moments, then the voice asked. “Well can you put him on the line?” I glanced over at Tristan. He urged me on with a small nod, blue eyes sparkling with mischief. “Go on,” he mouthed. “Speak to him.” I cleared my throat and summoned the courage to speak to a stranger who I’d never met. Perfect opportunity to prove myself and show Tristan I was very much capable of handling shit.“I’m sorry, Mr… uhm—”“Michael Warren,” the man offered in the same raspy voice. He sounded like he smoked a lot. “Yeah, Mr. Warren, I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to talk to me right now. Mr. Pierce is not available to come to the phone.” There
Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret YOU SHINE SO BRIGHT
LAURAI didn't believe I'd ever say a thing as corny as that, especially when it had to do with Tristan. But it is what it is. We're partners now, and there was no changing that fact unless the contract was officially terminated—I would have to make sure that happens on my own terms as well.So…his win is really mine. Tristan had a dumfounded look on his face for a few good minutes before he recovered. Or maybe it was just the woman with the squeaky voice who snapped him from his daze. “Mr. Pierce, welcome,” the tall, willowy blonde hurried forward. She looked stressed and agitated, but she was doing a good job of plastering on a smile, as well. Tristan finally snatched his gaze from mine and cleared his throat. “Ms. Stevenson,” he started, turning towards her. “Care to explain the mess that is going on in my fashion brand?” Ms. Stevenson swallowed a lump down and clasped her hands in front of her. I could understand the helplessness in her face because right now, Tristan came a
Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret YOUR WIN IS MINE
TRISTANI was having a pretty good morning, reminiscing about how the previous day had gone, spent in Laura’s company.When the lawsuit from the influencer got to my notice. Some bigshot influencer in New York with massive influence within the state and outside it, was making a scene and a ridiculous claim to have purchased a counterfeit jean outfit from one of our fashion retail brands. It was the situation I needed Laura’s help with containing. It was just a space of a few hours, and I couldn't believe how much it had escalated.Now the influencer had filed a lawsuit against us, demanding to be compensated for breach and counterfeited theft of their money. It was agitating because I was supposed to spend today going over the preparations for the milan shoot. I couldn't deny my excitement of a trip with Laura, where I would have her with me at all times for a couple of days. I would get to look at her face and catch all the expressions I often reminisced about.I was just managing
Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret HIS DAMSEL IN DISTRESS
LAURAThe ride back to my car was loud and quiet at the same time. My choice had been very, very intentional. I did it for no one but myself. One, I wanted to go with Tristan instead, deep in my heart—not that Harlan couldn't get me there too. Two, I wanted to get Tristan far away from my son. I didn't even want him getting a glimpse of Eli, or getting within an inch of him. I wanted him as far away as possible. It was what was best for us all. Or was it simply a lie I told myself to feel better? To feel in control? To punish him? I held on tightly to Tristan’s waist as he sped across highways, not saying a word to me, his shoulders tight with knots the entire time. The wind roared in my ears, my hair tumbling around in my face. So I just focused on squeezing my eyes shut until the motorbike eventually groaned to a stop and I heard Tristan curse under his breath. My eyes flew open, and to my horror, my car was just about to be towed. “No, wait—stop!” I jumped off the bike and
Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret FRAMED
LAURA“I didn't do it.”I stared desperately from one face to another, hoping that someone in this room would believe me.But these people didn't know me, so why would they believe me?They didn't know me like Tristan did…yet he sat there, staring at me like I was a complete stranger.“I really did
Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret HATING HIM
LAURA“Laura Hayes, you'll be working directly under me for the year.”The hall fell silent, and heads turned in my direction. I didn't move a muscle. I still stared in shock at the man that made me feel things I'd never felt before, last night.Tristan Pierce. CEO.What the hell? Didn't he say he
Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret FUCKING CEO
LAURAI couldn't speak for a good minute. I just stared at him. Those midnight blue eyes were even more captivating from up close. His broad shoulders and sharp jaw line were more overwhelming and intimidating than I had imagined. His hair sat very charming and distractingly sexy on his head in lo
Ruin Me Once, Twice The Regret STRANGER IN MY CHAT
LAURA Me> OH MY GOODNESS. THIS IS A COMPLETE MISUNDERSTANDING. CAN YOU TRY TO IGNORE THIS?!Stranger
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