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The Wrong Bernardi the problem with decisive men
“Do what?”“Turn this into a morality trial over who’s worse in your family. The competition is too tight.”His jaw shifted. “I’m not going to leave him.”“You’re going to marry someone else.”“That’s not the same thing.”“To a four-year-old?” I raised an eyebrow. “Good luck explaining that nuance after you tell him, surprise, I’m your Daddy, and then two months later Mami has to go to the venue to make sure Daddy marries Miss Sunshine with a seven-figure floral budget.”The name made something move across his face.Gracie.Finally.Someone else real in this conversation.Not just a conceptual obstacle.A woman who had once brought almond croissants as a peace offering and stood in front of a mirror in a wedding dress asking me if it was pathetic to want her fiancé to go out to dinner with her without his phone. A nice woman.I rubbed my thumb over my lower lip, then dropped my hand. “And before you say you can split your time, don’t.”“I haven’t said anything.”“I know how rich men t
The Wrong Bernardi if the world splits, save his side
I stared at him for a few seconds, then let out a long breath and tipped my head back slightly, because apparently God did have a limit for how many times a woman could hear a rich man say something that sounded equally like a threat and a business proposal before her cervical spine gave up too.“Okay,” I said finally. “Let’s say you ask.”Rhysand listened.“Let’s say I wake up one morning in a neurologically unstable condition and tell you, go ahead, Rhysand, tell Aiden you’re his father.” I lifted one hand before he could interrupt. “Then what?”His eyes narrowed slightly. “What do you mean?”“I think the question is simple enough for a man with two degrees.”“Maya.”“No, seriously.” I shifted so I was facing him more fully. “You said you don’t want to sit across from your son forever while he thinks Daddy is somewhere making money. Fine. You want out of somewhere. Congratulations. Passport stamped. Welcome home.”Rhys’s mouth moved slightly, but I had no intention of giving him roo
The Wrong Bernardi this is why metaphors should stay abstract
My joke died before it ever made it out.I knew the question was coming.Still, hearing it said out loud made something beneath my ribs tighten a little. “You just heard it yourself.”“I heard Aiden’s version.”“His version is more entertaining.”“I want yours.”I looked toward the doorway where Elma and Aiden had disappeared, then back at him. “Why?”One of his brows lifted slightly.“Fine.” I rubbed my thumb along the edge of my phone. “I told him his father was far away.”“Far away.”“Yes.”“Somewhere.”“That part was artistic interpretation from your son.” I snorted.Something in his eyes shifted at those last two words. “What else?”“That he was busy. Had his own life. That the story was complicated and I’d explain it when Aiden was older.”“How much older?”“I didn’t set an age requirement like he’s getting on a roller coaster.”“Maya.”“Rhysand.”He stared at me.I stared back.A few years ago, a look like this usually ended with one of us saying something inappropriate or taki
The Wrong Bernardi no further questions, your honor
Sofia had barely picked up the last plate when Elma appeared behind Aiden’s chair carrying a small towel that seemed to have materialized from nowhere.“Come on,” she said. “Let’s go see the pool.”Aiden stopped chewing immediately. His eyes widened. “There’s a pool?”I turned to him. “You walked past the pool when we came in.”“I was busy looking at the house.” He was already climbing down from the chair before I could say anything, one foot landing on Luca’s step stool, then the other hitting the floor before he took off toward the door fast enough to make the napkin tucked into his collar flutter behind him like a victory flag.“Aiden.”He stopped and slowly turned around.I pointed at his neck.He looked down, found the napkin, then pulled it out. “I forgot.”“I know.”“I wanna swim.”“You just ate.”“I’m not gonna drown because of chicken.”I narrowed my eyes. “Nobody said you were going to drown because of chicken.”“But I can look at the pool.”“Look. Not jump.”“Okay.” His ans
The Wrong Bernardi far away, two chairs over
Aiden said it so lightly that anyone else might’ve thought it was a joke.I wasn’t anyone else.Aiden tilted his head.Rhysand pointed at himself with two fingers. “You can drop the old part. Call me Daddy.”My heart did something I had not authorized.I set my glass down on the table. “Rhysand.”He didn’t even look at me.Aiden pursed his lips, studying Rhysand’s face with the seriousness of a child being offered a suspicious contract. Then he shook his head. “No.”This time, Rhysand raised an eyebrow. “No?”“I have a Daddy.”I looked at Rhysand.His easy smile didn’t disappear completely, but something underneath it stopped, his attention suddenly sharpening.Aiden had already gone back to picking up another strawberry as if he hadn’t just dropped an explosive device into the middle of the roast chicken.Rhysand rested an arm on the table. “You have a Daddy?”Aiden nodded while eating.I opened my mouth.No. If I interfered now, Rhys would immediately know there was something I want
The Wrong Bernardi biology is being obnoxiously obvious
He picked up a roasted potato and put it in his mouth, possibly realizing the justice system was closing in on him.Footsteps came from the doorway leading into the hall.I knew who it was before I turned, and the fact that I did bothered me more than it should have.Rhysand walked in while reading something on his phone, one hand tucked into the pocket of his dark gray pants, the sleeves of his black shirt rolled to his elbows. His hair was a little messier than it had been an hour ago, probably because he’d run his fingers through it repeatedly while working, and of course the result only made him look better because life did not distribute justice equally.He finally looked up from the screen, then followed my gaze to the head of the table, straight to Aiden, who was still sitting comfortably in his chair like the thing had belonged to him since birth.I waited, because there should’ve been something. A little protest, maybe. A little, that’s my chair, or at least one small sign th
The Wrong Bernardi Bad Reputation, Better Smile
Ricky took my hand and led me through the crowd. A few guests turned to look. Someone called my name. My aunt from Cartagena waved far too enthusiastically.I ignored her.Then I saw Rhysand Bernadi.And the most annoying thing was that Ricky had not been exaggerating.The man stood at the edge of
The Wrong Bernardi Safe Choice
HawaiiI knew something was going to go wrong the moment Mama started crying when she saw me coming down the stairs.Mama cried like she had just watched her baby being delivered to a royal sacrificial altar, when in reality her baby was wearing a white silk dress with a low-cut back, my great-gran
The Wrong Bernardi Dawn Found Me Guilty
Morning arrived far too politely for something that should have come in carrying a fire extinguisher.I woke before the sun was fully up, with pale light slipping through the gap in Rhysand’s suite curtains and falling over my skin like an accusation.For a few seconds, I didn’t move.There were ge
The Wrong Bernardi Bad Boy Kiss Better
He picked up his whiskey and took a small sip. It’s too easy. Too controlled. I wanted to disturb him. I wanted to make him lose his flat fucking face. I wanted something tonight to be messy, unmanaged, not wrapped in family and money and shame.“I’m not a good man, Maya,” he said quietly.“I know.
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