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The Wrong Man, Right Again
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2026-05-28 23:37:23
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The Billionaire's Regret See. Family.
“I don’t like it when you ask with that face,” I said.“What face?”“The face that makes sleep-deprived women consider bad decisions.”His eyes dropped briefly to my mouth. “If you want a bad decision,” he said quietly, “I can give you more enjoyable options than meeting Adrian alone.”A little heat climbed up my neck.Completely inappropriate.Completely useless.Completely us.I grabbed the nearest bowl and set it down hard on the counter, not enough to break it, just enough to drag the mood back onto a less sexual track. “You’re being accused of having a pregnant wife and a conspirator father. Don’t flirt with me over pasta.”“I’m not flirting.”“You’re breathing with intent.”He smiled.“Mommy! Salma says my bangs have to be dried, but my bangs say no consent!”I closed my eyes for a second. “God gave me a child as a homicide deterrent.”Sebastian looked toward the hallway. “She still hasn’t eaten.”“Don’t use nutrition to avoid interrogation.”“I’m not avoiding it.”“Yet.”Salma
The Billionaire's Regret Legacy Systems, Legacy Problems
I stared at the water in the pot.Bubbles broke across the surface one by one. Too fast. Too many.You’re more ready to believe her than me.It wasn’t fair.Or maybe it was completely fair, and that was the part that made it feel like a slap. Because yeah...When Kelsey said wife, my brain didn’t laugh. It took the word, cleaned it off, then matched it against an old wound.When Kelsey said three months, I counted Sebastian being in Monaco for five and still left room for the possibility that he was lying.When Kelsey said Sebastian’s father, foundation, board, old system, I didn’t throw any of it in the trash. I brought all of it home like evidence.Not because I trusted Kelsey.But because five years ago, Kelsey smiled at a camera with my bracelet on her wrist, and the world gave me proof that looked more honest than my own husband.I grabbed the colander. “Do you want the honest answer or the answer that makes lunch feel less like a second divorce hearing?”“Honest.”“Of course.” I
The Billionaire's Regret A Cleaner Solution, My As
I swallowed slowly and hated myself for still being able to feel the room change when Sebastian was truly angry.I stirred the pasta again because my hands needed something to do before I did something stupid, like trust where his anger was pointed.“That he has people in the old foundation,” I said. “The board. The family systems. Schedule access. Car routes. That everything that’s been happening lately might not be a coincidence.”Sebastian said nothing.No hard breathing. No swearing. No broken dishes or cheap masculine theatrics that usually made men feel like they were running a small country.He was just quiet.I poured a little salt into the water, then realized the pasta had already been in there for a while and I was supposed to salt the water before that.Excellent.“Kelsey said your father wouldn’t go after Poppy directly,” I continued. “Too smart for that. She said he’d make my life look unstable until everyone agreed my daughter needed to be under Romano protection.”The
The Billionaire's Regret The Ruins Were His
“Kelsey came to my office,” I said.Sebastian didn’t react right away.The basil was still between his fingers, one leaf half-pulled from the stem, a tiny innocent green thing that looked deeply unfortunate to be caught between us. He looked down at his hand for a second, then raised an eyebrow. Just slightly. A small movement that, five years ago, could have meant a hundred different things. Annoyed. Interested. Testing me. Holding back something inappropriate.Now I didn’t know what it meant.Or I did, and I didn’t want to give myself the dignity of being right.“What did she say?” he asked quietly.The water in the pot was already boiling. Small bubbles broke across the surface like someone was politely applauding our disaster.I dropped the pasta into the water, mostly so I had a reason not to look at him right away. “A lot.”“Jas.” My name came out low.I picked up the wooden spoon. Stirred the pasta. One turn. Two. Three. If I kept counting, maybe I wouldn’t have to think about
The Billionaire's Regret Almost a Family, Definitely a Problem
I pressed my lips together.Sebastian automatically steadied Poppy’s back when she nearly tipped over reaching for the roll of toy bandages. The movement was small. Maybe he didn’t even realize he’d done it. One hand behind Poppy, steady, certain, like he’d been doing it for four years instead of just a few weeks.Poppy didn’t stop talking. “Hold the flashlight, Daddy. Doctor can’t operate if the father isn’t useful.”Sebastian immediately turned on the flashlight and aimed it at Bunny. “Like this?”“Not in Bunny’s eyes! He’s already suffering!”“Sorry.”“You have to be more gentle. Bunny has anxiety.”“I’ll improve my technique.”“Good.”I stood there with my bag hanging from my shoulder, my chest full of questions that had been shouting like a crowd of protesters a few minutes ago and had suddenly lost their megaphones.All of this was too normal.“Mommy!” Poppy finally saw me.She turned so fast the little crown she had somehow acquired slipped sideways toward her temple. Her whole
The Billionaire's Regret Nothing About This Was Helpful
I lasted until almost noon.Lasted, in this case, meant I didn’t call Sebastian, didn’t pound on Luca’s door demanding scan results that technically weren’t finished yet, and didn’t cancel my entire life by email.Then I stood, picked up my bag, and gave Daniella a list of instructions far too long for someone who was only leaving for a few hours.“If Luca sends the results, forward them to my phone, but not through regular email. If Montreux follows up, tell them I’m unavailable until this afternoon. If Adrian calls the office, tell him I’m with Poppy.”Daniella looked at me over the top of her tablet. “And if Sebastian calls?”My hand stopped on the strap of my bag. I tilted my head. “Why is everyone today obsessed with men who aren’t here?”“Because he feels very here.”I hated how accurate that was.“If Sebastian calls,” I said, opening my office door, “tell him I’m on my way to his place.”Daniella raised an eyebrow.“What?”“Nothing.”“Your face says otherwise.”“My face is tryi
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