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Castle, Client, Catastrophe
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2026-03-31 23:43:35
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The Billionaire's Regret Blood Is Thicker
An hour later, I was regretting every decision I had made in life up to this point.Sebastian’s car was waiting in front of the house like a sin wrapped in glossy black paint. Long, expensive, quiet, and very clearly bought by a man who considered other people’s comfort a basic human right, as long as that person was him. The back door was already open. And there, neatly installed on the back of the passenger seat, was a kid seat.I stopped on the last step.I was far too tired to be shocked this early in the morning. But seeing that thing fitted so neatly into Sebastian’s car, the straps lying straight, the headrest adjusted to exactly the right height, even a little gray cushion on the side, felt like looking at a bomb tied up with a satin ribbon.Beside me, Poppy made a tiny triumphant sound. “See? Handsome Uncle was ready.”“I’m ready too,” I said. “Ready to lose my patience before nine.”Poppy giggled. She climbed straight into the back seat with her little bag, then settled hers
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Poppy lifted her fork. “Handsome Uncle.”“Yeah?”“You’re taking me to school today, okay?”I looked up immediately. “No.”Poppy didn’t even bother looking back at me. She was still focused on Sebastian with those eager eyes of hers, as if I were nothing more than decorative background noise in this house.“Please? Mommy always takes me. I want variety.”“Sweetheart,” I said, making my voice sugary, “you’re talking like this is a premium hotel service.”“This is my life.”“That’s worse.”Sebastian wiped the corner of his mouth with his napkin. “What time does school start?”“A little before nine,” Poppy answered quickly.I looked at my daughter. “There is no chance you’d answer that fast if I asked the color of your own socks.”“I prioritize what matters.”Sebastian shifted his gaze to me. Quiet. Waiting.I wanted to say no. Of course I wanted to say no. I should have said no. I should have said this was already too much, already too strange, already too—“Mommy.” Poppy wrapped one sma
The Billionaire's Regret A Table for Three
Bacon.Ow shit.I turned toward the kitchen just as the burnt smell finally cut through all the layers of pink plastic, coffee, and emotional chaos this morning had already stacked on top of me.“Wonderful,” I muttered. “Now apparently my breakfast is ruined too, not just my life.”I turned back, walked quickly into the kitchen, and killed the heat with a movement that had already been half angry from the start. The plate of eggs was still sitting on the counter. The toast had gone a little cold. The bacon in the pan had entered that category of still salvageable if the person eating it was either desperate enough or polite enough to lie.From the living room, Poppy’s voice was still going off like fireworks.“Lawyer Barbie lives here, okay? Don’t move by yourself or I’ll fire you.”There was a pause. Then her voice again, closer to the kitchen doorway this time.“Handsome Uncle!”I looked over.Poppy was standing in the kitchen doorway, still in her pajamas, hair a mess, green eyes b
The Billionaire's Regret The Things I Let Slide
I let out a long breath through my nose.Sebastian unfastened his watch and set it on the low table beside his sunglasses. His movements were neat, efficient. Then he undid his cuff buttons one by one and rolled his sleeves up to just below his elbows.A simple movement.It was ridiculous how the human body could remember something that tiny.His forearms were bare now. Smooth tan skin. The veins at his wrist showed when he picked up one of the castle panels. His fingers were long, sure, moving through the little pink plastic pieces as if this was simply life: a man like Sebastian Romano sitting on the floor of my house, assembling a Barbie castle bought by another man.By the man who paid for it.By the man who was far away.By the man who had ordered it, shipped it, and wasn’t here to watch the finished thing standing in the room.I leaned against the edge of the kitchen island, folding my arms over myself.Salma appeared silently beside me, carrying the spatula she had apparently r
The Billionaire's Regret Castle, Client, Catastrophe
The next morning started with a sound like a small person had discovered gold, a kingdom, and a brand-new reason to boss everyone around all at once.“MOOOOMMMYYY!”I hadn’t even poured the second egg into the pan yet when that voice exploded from the living room, bounced off the high ceiling, and came tearing into the kitchen like a fire alarm raised on sugar.I closed my eyes for a second, spatula in hand, butter hissing in the pan, my hair still thrown up in a loose high tie with a few strands already falling against the back of my neck because the kitchen air was starting to warm.“If that is not news that the world is ending or croissants can talk,” I said to the skillet, “I’m not interested.”From the living room, Poppy’s voice climbed even higher.“IT’S HUGE! SALMA! IT HAS STAIRS! MOMMY, THIS IS HISTORICAL!”Of course.I slid the eggs onto a plate, turned the heat halfway down, then glanced toward the kitchen doorway. From here I could hear the giant box being ripped open. Plas
The Billionaire's Regret Two Men in Rectangles
She was now giving a long, detailed explanation of why tomorrow she wanted breakfast that was “on the same level as the sea today,” then, without brakes of any kind, she jumped to another subject.“Daddy,” she said suddenly, rubbing one eye with the back of her hand. “Don’t disappear again tonight.”On the screen, Adrian went quiet for a fraction of a second.Then he sat up straighter and nodded. “I’m not disappearing.”“Promise?”“Promise.”Poppy studied him for a long moment, as if checking the structural integrity of that promise through the screen.Then, because she was still four and dramatic, she held her pinky up to the camera.“Pinky.”Adrian smiled and lifted his own pinky toward the screen. “Pinky.”Poppy looked satisfied. Fifteen seconds later, she yawned hugely.I lowered my head and touched the bangs at her forehead. Warm. Slightly damp at the ends.“Okay,” I said softly. “Time for bed.”“No.”“Your voice says yes.”Poppy shook her head without any real force behind it. “
The Billionaire's Regret No Romano on the List
The sun was already high over the Monaco sea when I decided to pretend I didn’t see it. The blinds in my office were half-lowered, letting thin slashes of light cut through the room like highlights in an editorial photo.On my desk, three Montreux layout sets lay spread out: hand sketches, CAD prin
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Adrian lowered his head, staring at his plate as if the potatoes could offer answers more polite than anything a human mouth could give. His fingers turned the stem of his wineglass slowly, slowly, until the candlelight began reflecting in restless fragments across the surface.“I’m not trying to s
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The restaurant chose soft lighting instead of dramatic darkness. Thank God. I’d had enough drama for one night.We sat on a small terrace facing the sea; the wind carried salt and a hint of overexcited tourist perfume. The lights in the port shimmered below, boats swaying lazily. Our table was smal
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Luc was still looking confused, Julien adjusting his headset, Claire pretending to check her notes while very obviously sharpening her ears. Everyone was waiting for me to speak.Great.Fantastic.This is the moment, Jasmine. You’ve presented in front of a board. You’ve yelled at contractors. You p
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