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The Billionaire's Regret i could get used to this
I put a pair of socks into Poppy’s suitcase even though it was very obviously the wrong suitcase, then took them back out when I realized it.Perfect.Very stable.I gave myself a small smile. “The ring doesn’t have GPS. It’ll survive in Èze.”Salma looked at me for a second, but she knew me well enough to recognize when humor was a locked door. She left it alone.I was grateful.And I hated that I was grateful.“Mommy!” Poppy suddenly held two tiaras up in front of her face. “Which one for airplane?”I stared at her. “You don’t need a tiara on the plane.”Her face fell.I pointed at the smaller one. “The silver one.”She lit up immediately.Crisis averted.If therapy were that easy, I’d buy myself a tiara too.+++The Romano private jet took off at eight thirty-seven that night because apparently even threats to a dynasty still had to wait for a four-year-old to finish having a tantrum over why Bunny wasn’t allowed to have his own suitcase.I had flown private before.I had been on y
The Billionaire's Regret the ring i forgot to miss
Asshole.Because it didn’t even sound like some apology performance. No sad smile, no speech about changing for me, no man-who-just-discovered-a-relationship-advice-podcast monologue.I’m learning.And damn it, somehow that worked better than every order he had ever given me.I got up from the chair and picked up Luca’s tablet from the desk again, reading the request one more time until my eyes landed on the word THUMBPRINT.Poppy’s little thumb.The thumb that had been covered in pasta sauce at lunch because she refused to use a napkin until I threatened to wash her hand myself.The thumb she used to swipe through princess castle ads.The thumb that still occasionally found its way into her mouth when she was very sleepy and thought no one was watching.Someone wanted it as a key.I handed the tablet back to Luca. “What time is the flight?”Sebastian didn’t smile. “Eight-thirty.”I looked at the clock on the wall. “You had the jet ready before you asked me?”“The jet is always ready.
The Billionaire's Regret we were never really out of the woods
I stopped.Sebastian looked at the certificate. “They’re trying to activate it.”I thought about all the old things that had surfaced over the last few days. My profile, which apparently had never fully died. The name Jasmine Romano still sitting inside a protected registry. Legal standing that turned out to still be active. A trust certificate pinged just to see if it would still respond. Retired pathways that should’ve been shut down but somehow still had a faint pulse beneath the Romano family infrastructure. The system had already shown us that someone knew exactly which old doors to touch.Now they weren’t knocking.They wanted my daughter’s thumbprint.I pulled out a chair and sat down before my body made the decision for me. “Who knows Poppy is connected to that lineage?”Sebastian answered this time. “Officially? Very few people.”“Unofficially?”“More since the gala.”“Does the press know she’s your daughter?”“Not all of them. There are rumors.”“Rumors don’t generate authen
The Billionaire's Regret The Dynasty
A few hours later, our lives managed to pretend everything was normal for long enough that I almost took it personally.We ate lunch without anyone mentioning Kelsey, the father of Kelsey’s baby, the failed divorce, or the fact that my husband had apparently spent five years not cheating on me while still finding several highly innovative ways to destroy our marriage. Poppy ate half a bowl of pasta, three pieces of melon, then decided the carrots were too “aggressively orange” to eat and lined them up along the edge of her plate like political casualties.After that, all the sugar, drama, and princess castle negotiations finally came to collect.Now Poppy was asleep on the living room sofa, her little body curled on her side, one chubby leg sticking out from under the throw blanket and Bunny wedged beneath her chin. Her long hair spilled across the cushion, her bangs messy enough to nearly fall into her eyes, while one hand still held the edge of her cardigan like she had fallen aslee
The Billionaire's Regret try me, darling, i’m still your husband
I stared at him for several seconds, trying to see if anything in Sebastian’s face would change if I waited long enough.Nothing.He stood calmly across the island, one hand resting lightly on the marble, wearing the expression of a man who had already handed over quite a bit of truth this morning but was very obviously still keeping some of it locked in an emotional basement that required special clearance.“Fine.”One eyebrow moved slightly.“Let’s say, for five extremely generous minutes, that I accept you never slept with her, never married her, and were not an active participant in the entire hotel-budget pornography production she put together five years ago.”“Very generous.”“Don’t ruin the moment.”Sebastian went quiet.I tapped the edge of one fingernail against the folder, then looked at him again. “Then we have one problem.”“We have several.”“This one has a heartbeat.”Something shifted in his eyes. Barely, but I caught it.I narrowed mine. “There.”“What?”I pointed at
The Billionaire's Regret you kept the vow and broke everything else
It came so simply that I lost my answer for a second.He looked straight at me, “You read a room faster than most of the people I pay to do it. You built your company from nothing. You can make three people think an idea was theirs when you planted it in their heads ten minutes earlier.”I opened my mouth.“And you always know when I’m lying.” Apparently, he wasn’t finished.I gave a small, bitter laugh. “Not always.”“I wasn’t lying about Kelsey.”“No. You just gave me approximately zero point zero percent of the information. Very different. Legal must be proud.”“I made a bad decision.”“Several.”“Correct.”I stared at him suspiciously. “Who are you and what have you done with Sebastian Romano?”“I know.” He shifted his mug slightly to the side. “And I never regretted marrying you.”He didn’t look away. The man who, five years ago, couldn’t manage one honest sentence when I needed it most was now sitting across from me with slightly messy hair and stubble along his jaw, saying some
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