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The Billionaire's Regret Night Air and a Pharmacy Bag
“Poppy,” I said softly, as calmly as I could. “Handsome uncle does not live in the kitchen cabinet. I can’t just summon people because—”“I want him,” she cut in, crying again now. “I want handsome uncle. I don’t want the hospital. I don’t want medicine. I want him here.”Salma let out a long breath, then looked at me.I exhaled sharply and grabbed my phone from the side table.The screen was still black from this afternoon. When it lit up, my own reflection appeared first: hair still neat but already defeated by the day, lips too tight, green eyes that looked like they’d never once believed peace was a real thing.I opened my contacts.His name was there.Sebastian.I looked at it one second too long before pressing call.It rang once.He picked up.So fast I hated him more for it.“Hello.”That low voice came straight into my ear. Calm. Too calm. Quiet on his end.I stepped a little farther away from the sofa, one hand on my hip, trying to sound like someone who had control of the s
The Billionaire's Regret Fever Night
Two hours later, I gave up pretending to be a woman who could still focus on veneer, travertine, and vendor margins when the inside of my head sounded like three radio stations fighting over the same frequency.The house looked quiet. Too quiet. That was usually a bad sign. In this house, quiet only meant Poppy was either planning something or had already finished doing it.I walked in, taking off my sunglasses.“I’m home,” I called.“Mommyyyy!”The tiny tornado came flying out of the living room in those quick little steps that always sounded like she was being chased by the law. Her long hair was half falling out, bangs hanging over her forehead, her little bag nearly upside down, and her navy school jacket was unzipped. On the left sleeve, right near the elbow, was a pale pink stain, half dried into the fabric.I stopped.She crashed into my thigh and immediately started talking without taking a breath, as usual. “Mommy, today Clara fell off her chair but, like, slowly, and then Le
The Billionaire's Regret The Shape of Control
I walked into the office with a stride far too calm for a morning that had just rearranged my internal organs.The glass door shut behind me. The smell of coffee, warm printer ink, paper, wood samples, and a trace of my own expensive perfume greeted me like life was normal. Like an hour ago I hadn’t been standing on a sidewalk wanting to kill my ex-husband with a One Direction playlist and a look.“Morning, boss,” Daniella said from behind her outer desk, tablet in hand, her hair pinned back in a neat low tie like her life had never once been touched by a poisonous, handsome Italian man.“Lie,” I said, slipping off my sunglasses. “There’s nothing good about this morning.”She nodded like that was information she could enter directly into the system. “Luc sent over the revised timeline. Procurement from Nice wants the final veneer selection by noon. And the boutique client in Cannes is asking if we can make it ‘softer, more feminine, more like quiet luxury.’”I stopped in my doorway an
The Billionaire's Regret Drop-Off Lane
I’d barely gotten the back door open when Poppy had already climbed out of the car by herself.“Slow down,” I said automatically.“Nope. I have a reputation.”I sighed.The morning air in Monaco was still soft, but the front courtyard of French Academy was already crowded with little kids in tartan uniforms, polished nannies, expensive cars, and mothers who looked like they’d been born with perfect blowouts.I crouched in front of Poppy before she could bolt. I brushed her bangs away from her eyes, smoothed the ends of her hair where they clung to her cheek, then straightened the tiny collar of her uniform. My fingers lingered for a second at the side of her face.Round cheeks, warm skin, a little mouth always a little too ready to argue.Pretty. Sweet. Infuriating.My daughter.“If you lead a coup in Miss Lila’s class today,” I said, adjusting her hair clip, “don’t use my name.”“I can use handsome uncle’s.”“Don’t you dare.”Poppy grinned.I caught both her cheeks first and pressed
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
The Billionaire's Regret Variety
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 Week Away, A Past Too Close
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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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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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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Poppy stood near the door, her backpack almost bigger than her entire back, bangs falling into her eyes. She was arguing about a jacket.“I don’t need coat,” she protested, hands on her hips. “Outside not cold. It’s baby-cold.”“Baby-cold is still cold,” I said, handing her the tiny denim jacket. “
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