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Racheal HenryI want to say thank you to all those who are reading my book. If you would drop your name in the comment section and explain how you find my book interesting, I would definitely leave a shout-out for you with every chapter that I write. thank you all.
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THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET Eyes in the dark....
Unknown’s pov***There was news circulating quietly but persistently that the company would reopen in a week’s time, a development that should have brought relief, anticipation, or at least a sense of forward movement,Yet for me the passing days of that supposed break blurred into one long continuous stretch of surveillance, sleeplessness, and calculated patience, because for the most part of the break I had not truly taken any rest at all, having instead chosen to report repeatedly to Evan Smitt’s apartment as though it had become a second home, a quiet operational base where every hour was measured by the movement of figures on a screen rather than the ticking of a clock.It had become a routine so familiar that I no longer questioned it; sometimes I would arrive after dusk, sometimes in the dead quiet of night, and other times in the early gray of morning when the city still held its breath.And on many of those nights I would remain there until sleep overtook me right on the chai
THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET A Toast to Secrets
Zara’s pov***Levi came back into the house with his hands so full of drinks that it looked as though he had decided to empty an entire section of the store simply because he wanted to prove a point, and the moment I saw him struggling to balance the weight of everything he had brought in,I realized he had actually taken his own suggestion very seriously, much more seriously than I expected, which only made the situation more surreal because I knew I had managed to get him exactly where I wanted him.I stayed seated but I adjusted my position slightly, allowing the silky black gown I had chosen for this purpose to slide gently along my thighs and settle properly against my skin;the fabric was soft, smooth, and carried that subtle shimmer that caught the light whenever I shifted, making it obvious that this was not a casual outfit but something chosen intentionally, something sensual enough to make his mind blur without making anything too overt, something that hovered between a nigh
THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET The Trigger
Levi’s pov***Sera had been here for a few days, and even though the atmosphere between us carried a quiet heaviness that neither of us wanted to address directly, there was still something strangely comforting about the routine we had unconsciously built together, a routine that made the apartment feel less like a space meant for a single person and more like a safe corner for someone who was clearly fighting a silent war inside her chest.Aside from her gradual healing, which she rarely commented on because she had never been the type to dwell openly on her own pain, we had been hitting it off in that tentative way that two people who shared history but not harmony did, and even though I still had my doubts about her motives and her sudden shift in loyalty, nothing she had done so far had given me reason to believe she was lying or hiding some deadly intention from me.Her movements were slower, her smiles quieter, her voice softer, and every time I studied her face, I could not sha
THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET Shadows choosing shapes
Levi’s POV*I clicked on the video, my thumb hesitating for only a fraction of a second before the screen brightened and the grainy footage began to play.There was no sound, just the distant, almost eerie quiet of a street captured from too far away, as if the camera itself was afraid to get close.But even without audio, the impact was unmistakable. Roman’s arm cut through the air, and Sera’s body recoiled violently before collapsing onto the pavement.My fist tightened instinctively, every muscle in my jaw straining until I could feel the tension in my teeth.For what reason would he hit her?That much I couldn’t answer, not yet, but the person holding the truth was in the room next door, resting under my roof, breathing the same air as me, bringing with her a whirlwind of emotions I had spent months pretending I didn’t feel.After dinner, I had forced myself to allow her the night, just one night, of quiet, of rest, of stillness. She didn’t speak much, and I didn’t push. I wanted
THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET Bruises...
Zara’s pov***Roman had come back that evening with a heaviness in his spirit so evident that even the dim lights of the room seemed to shy away from him.He moved with the kind of slow, dragging steps you only take when your soul is tired, not your body. I watched him quietly, not wanting to trouble him or prod at wounds he wasn’t ready to show yet.There was a silence wrapped around him, thick, heavy, and almost fragile, as though touching it might break something inside him.When we finally laid together that night, I felt his arm settle around me. It was gentle, but the weight of it carried the exhaustion he wasn’t speaking about.His breathing came out in uneven sighs before slowly evening out. I lay there, staring into the darkness, tracing the outline of his chest with my fingertips, trying to memorize the rhythm of his heartbeat.Sleep came for him first; I heard the softest snore escape his lips, and only then did my eyes begin to close, slipping into a blurry half-sleep.But
THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET A Table full of Pieces
Zara’s POV***Dinner with Lucien felt strangely peaceful, too peaceful for a man whose very presence used to tighten every muscle in my body.The dining room, usually thick with unspoken tension, had softened around the edges tonight, as though someone had cracked a window and let fresh air seep in.Even Selene, who had spent the earlier part of the day grumbling about the trial and her sore feet, was seated with us, fork in hand, doing her best not to roll her eyes at every small comment Roman made.Leo had somehow declared Lucien’s lap his personal throne. The sight alone was enough to make me pause each time I glanced their way.It felt as if a new version of Lucien had been unveiled, one with softer eyes and gentler breaths, one who held my son as though the boy was something delicate he didn’t want slipping through his fingers.Aria sat beside Selene, slowly lifting spoonful after spoonful with a seriousness that made me smile. Her expression, always watchful, seemed lighter toni
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