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YOU WRECKED ME DIVORCE
VERA'S P.O.V“Did you come with any luggage?” The doorman asked politely as he received me.“No, no luggage. I'm just here for dinner.”The cold air caught up with me the moment I stepped into the Haven mansion. I haven't been here in weeks. It would have been longer if Daddy hadn't insisted I come.“Vera, darling," Mr Fernandez called out the moment he laid eyes on me. A wide smile wrinkled his face.I smiled back as he leaned in to press a light kiss against my cheek."Good to see you too. How have you been?" I asked, falling into step beside him."A little under the weather. I was down with the flu the other day, but I’m much better now," he chuckled softly."That’s really good to hear.""Dinner is already served," he continued, guiding me down the hall. "But let me take you to your mother first. She is upstairs and misses you terribly."I nodded, though the prospect didn't exactly thrill me.I nodded, not exactly thrilled to see her.“Right this way.”We walked through the length
YOU WRECKED ME PUPPET
HUNTER'S P.O.VMr Haven heaved steadily. “I did a lot of things to survive when I was younger, Hunter. You remind me of myself at that age. Both of us orphans. Both of us too hungry to quit. I lost my mother at sixteen. Never knew my father. Vera tells me you never knew yours either.” He looked to me, eyes pleading for sympathy.“She talks about you more than she realises,” he added with a quiet chuckle. “Every chance she gets.”I stayed silent. The migraine pulsed behind my eyes, a dull, insistent throb.“I made bad decisions,” he continued. “Things I still wish I could undo. They made me who I am, but that doesn’t mean I don’t regret most of them. If I could go back…” He let the thought hang, then shrugged. “I can’t. It’s done.”He let go of my shoulder, leaving the spot tensed. “I spent a lifetime hiding this ugliness from Vera, paying for silence just to protect her peace. She's smart, but she's completely blind to what I do—and I wanted it that way because I know how hard it is
YOU WRECKED ME DIFFICULT
HUNTER’S P.O.VAs soon as McLaren left the office, Mr Haven got to his feet, dusting himself off. “Come with me,” he beckoned.I paused, wanting to stay right where I was or leave the office entirely. But Mr. Haven waited, so I reluctantly followed him across the room to a hidden wall.Mr Haven didn’t pause or explain. He simply pressed his palm flat against a section of the dark wood panelling that looked identical to the rest. A soft mechanical click answered him, causing the panels to slide sideways. A steel doorway was revealed, set into reinforced concrete. Beyond it, a short corridor of brushed metal and matte black flooring led upward.He stepped through first. I followed.The corridor angled sharply, then opened into a small elevator vestibule. There were no buttons or panels like the last, only a biometric scanner. Mr Haven placed his thumb against it. The doors parted without a sound. We rose in silence. When they opened again, the air felt cooler and dense.We were on the
YOU WRECKED ME NO PART OF IT
VERA'S P.O.VTo me, coming back felt like a humiliation ritual.The glass doors of the headquarters slid open and all I could stare at was my reflection, a version of me I didn’t want to look at. The version was a girl who said she was done, who submitted her resignation, who told herself she would never come back. The same girl now walked across the marble lobby with her shoulders tight and her stomach in knots, pretending this was just another morning.I couldn’t believe I came back, came back to a place I'd still see Hunter every day. But I wasn't here because Hunter made me, I was here for my course credits; at least that was what I kept telling myself. The receptionist at the front desk glanced up, did a double take, then quickly looked down again like she wasn't sure whether to greet me. "Hello, I'm here because..." My voice trailed off.Who should I say I wanted to see? McLaren didn't know I was here, and neither did my father. He hadn't said much when I resigned. He didn't
YOU WRECKED ME BAD MEMORY
HUNTER'S P.O.V My eyes widened in realisation, travelling back and forth between the two men. "I thought we'd come to an agreement, Marizo," Mr. Haven said, his voice flat and unconvincing. "My men are on it. The shipment will be released soon." “We cannot work like this, Russella. Our buyers did not appreciate the last delay,” the old man answered flatly. “We just need time. I'm sure the Monroes will understand,” Mr Haven said calmly. “Give us a week.” Marizo laughed hysterically, throwing his head back and squinting his eyes till tears rolled out. He smacked his hand lightly against the old man, who joined in with a deep chuckle. Both shared a lengthy laugh, probably an inside joke, one Mr Haven or his other guests didn't seem to understand or find laughable. “You're a funny man, Russella," he turned to the older man "Isn't he a funny man?” The old man nodded in agreement, still laughing. But shortly, their laughter died, and Marizo's hardened gaze returned, steadying on
YOU WRECKED ME RUSELLA
VERA'S P.O.V Ginger kitten sat in the kitchen, lapping at the saucer of milk and tuna I'd set out. His little pink tongue flicked in and out, completely unbothered by the wreckage sitting three feet away from him. Me. My hands still shook. I kept pressing them flat against my thighs like that would stop it. It didn’t. Hunter’s face kept flashing behind my eyes. How close he’d been, the weight of his hand over my mouth. The imprint of his fingers on my shoulders and face had burned away, but the feeling he left behind hadn't. I clearly remembered the sound I made when he wiped my tears like he had any right to touch me. Ginger kitten finished the milk and looked up at me with big, brown eyes, then padded over and climbed into my lap. I let him. My fingers moved softly through his soft fur while the rest of me stayed frozen. I had no intention of returning to Haven. I was certain, right from the moment I found out Hunter was offered a spot. The resignation letter I had drafted
YOU WRECKED ME STALKER
HUNTER'S P.O.VThe sound of my alarm jolted me awake; my head immediately ached. It had only been an hour since I slept, and it was the best sleep I have had in days, since the break- since VeraVera.Her final class must be over by now, that was why I set the alarm. That's why I'm still here, in
YOU WRECKED ME MOUTH FULL OF YOU
VERA'S P.O.V Hunter's hands grabbed the sides of my face. He bent to meet me, taking my lips into his. His kiss was soft. It lingered on my lips even after he pulled back. He dipped in again, consuming them once more, this time, our tongues battled for control. His was more dominant as it pushed t
YOU WRECKED ME SOMETHING YOU WON'T LIKE
VERA'S P.O.V I couldn't move an inch, let alone "get up". His presence was undeniable as his tall frame cut off what little light our nightstand had to offer. His shadow consumed me. My head was bowed and my hands still cradled my swollen neck. Hunter paused briefly, watching me till he
YOU WRECKED ME FUCK ME BREATHLESS
VERA'S P.O.V Hunter's palm struck my cheek, forcing my head to snap to the side. For a split second, there was nothing, just a ringing white noise flooding my ears—then the sting came hot. "What do you want from me?" My boyfriend questioned. "Hunter," I whispered, my voice inaudible. "I'
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