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The Man She Left Behind

Penulis: Daglow
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-18 21:08:25

Alexandre

The report arrived at eight minutes past eight.

I was already in my office.

I had been there since six-thirty.

Sleep had become increasingly difficult over the past few nights, which was irritating because I had never needed much of it to function. Four or five hours had always been enough. I could wake before dawn, run through the day's schedule, read financial reports over coffee, sit through six consecutive meetings, and still have enough energy to dismantle a bad proposal before l
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  • The Billionaire's French Kiss    The Interview

    LenaA few days later, I found myself sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the clothes I had laid out for my interview.I desperately needed this job.That thought had been running through my mind since the moment I received the interview details.I needed the money.I needed stability.More than anything, I needed something that belonged to me.Something that had nothing to do with Daniel.Nothing to do with Paris.Nothing to do with the mess my life had become.I picked up my blouse and carefully buttoned it.Maya was already awake.She stood in front of the mirror, fixing her hair while watching me through the reflection."You've been staring at those clothes for five minutes."I looked at her."I'm nervous.""You'll be fine.""You don't know that.""I do."She turned around."Lena, you've been preparing for this interview since you got the call. You know what you're doing."I looked down at my hands."I just really need this."Maya's expression softened."I know."She walked

  • The Billionaire's French Kiss    Sophie's Warning

    LenaThe glass doors closed behind me.I stopped just inside the building.For a moment, I simply stood there.My heart was still pounding.I could still feel Daniel's presence outside.Even though I couldn't see him anymore, I knew he was there.Or at least, I knew he had been.His words kept replaying in my head.You still care about me.You wouldn't be this angry if you didn't.I hated the way he had spoken to me.As though my anger belonged to him.As though the years we'd spent together gave him the right to decide what I felt now.As though walking away from him had been some temporary decision he could simply wait out.I tightened my grip around my bag.No.I wasn't going to let Daniel ruin this too.I was here for an interview.I needed this job.I needed something that belonged to me.Something that had nothing to do with Daniel.Nothing to do with Paris.Nothing to do with the kiss that had somehow followed me home.I approached the reception desk.“Good morning.”The recept

  • The Billionaire's French Kiss    He's Back

    DanielI watched Lena disappear around the corner.I should have followed her.Instead, I stayed in the car for another few seconds, my hands tight around the steering wheel.She looked tired.Not just physically.There was something different about her.Something guarded.Like she had finally learned that the world wasn't as safe as she'd once believed.I hated knowing I had something to do with that.But I hated something else even more.She was walking away from me.Again.I had spent days telling myself that I only wanted to talk.That was all.One conversation.A chance to explain.A chance to tell her that things weren't as simple as she believed.But the more I watched her disappear, the more I knew I was lying to myself.I didn't just want to talk.I wanted her to listen.I wanted her to look at me the way she used to.I wanted her to remember that before everything went wrong, I had been the person she called first.The person she trusted.The person she planned her future wi

  • The Billionaire's French Kiss    The Morning After

    LenaI didn't sleep.Not really.I closed my eyes sometime after two in the morning, but every sound pulled me back awake.The hum of the refrigerator.A car passing outside.The pipes knocking somewhere inside the building.Even the soft movement of the curtains when the air conditioner came on.Everything sounded wrong.Everything sounded like someone was there.I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, my phone resting beside my pillow.The last message was still on the screen.You shouldn't have gone to Paris.I had read it so many times that the words no longer looked real.I turned the phone facedown.Then turned it back over.I hated that I was doing this.I hated that one sentence from an unknown number had reduced me to this.Scared.Suspicious.Unable to sleep in my own apartment.My eyes moved toward the bedroom door.Closed.Locked.I had checked it three times already.Still, my chest tightened.The photograph.Daniel's missing key.Someone trying the door.The empty hall

  • The Billionaire's French Kiss    The Key

    LenaComing home was supposed to make things easier.At least, that was what I had told myself.Paris had been beautiful, but it had also been complicated.There had been the kiss.The video.The attention.Alexandre.The messages.And everything I had tried so hard not to think about.Home was supposed to be different.Quiet.Familiar.Safe.But after three days, I was beginning to realize that familiar didn't always mean safe.I stood in front of my bedroom mirror, pulling my hair into a loose ponytail while my phone rested on the dresser behind me.My suitcase was still half unpacked.The blue dress hung over the back of my chair.I had brought it home from Paris without knowing why.I still hadn't put it away.Every time I looked at it, I remembered that night.The ballroom.The music.Maya's dare.Alexandre standing near the window.The way he had looked at me.The kiss.I quickly looked away from the dress.I didn't want to think about him.I had enough things to think about.Li

  • The Billionaire's French Kiss    Daniel Sees The Kiss

    Daniel The workday had been ordinary until someone sent me the video. It came through a group chat I barely paid attention to. No context. No explanation. Just a link and three laughing emojis. I almost ignored it. Then I opened it. At first, I wasn't really watching. There was a crowd. Paris. Some kind of event. Music in the background. People moving around the frame. Then I saw her. I stopped breathing. Lena. I watched the video again. This time, I watched properly. She was standing in front of a man I'd never seen before, looking nervous and strangely alive at the same time. Then she kissed him. Not him kissing her. Her. For a few seconds, I couldn't make sense of what I was seeing. Lena had never looked like that with me. I replayed it. Again. The way she leaned toward him. The way her hands moved. The way the man looked at her afterward. There was something in his expression that made my stomach tighten. I didn't know who he was. Not yet. Then the video sh

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