BrokeNsAGE

Power was a game, and Isabella Ashworth never lost. Control, wealth, and debts that always came due—her world thrived on them. But every empire had cracks.

"I don't share my possessions, Mr. Campbell. Your wife stole from me, and now I want something back. You should know I always collect what I'm owed."

When Liam Campbell's wife vanishes after stealing from Isabella, he’s left behind as collateral. Everyone thinks they know the score: a young man trapped in a rich woman's grasp, just another plaything in her world of luxury and power.

But Liam isn’t built to be owned. Behind his perfect face lies a ruthless mind—a man who clawed his way up from nothing and never learned how to kneel. Now, with enemies circling and Isabella refusing to let go, one thing is clear—

He's not just playing her game. He's about to rewrite the rules.

And in this war of power and desire, losing isn’t an option.

But who's really taming who?

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Taming My Sugar Mommy

The penthouse was quiet when Isabella arrived home, her heels clicking against the marble floor as she moved through the dimly lit space. She dropped her keys in the crystal bowl by the door, the soft clink echoing in the stillness. The city sprawled below her floor-to-ceiling windows, a tapestry of lights against the night sky.

She kicked off her shoes and poured herself a glass of whiskey, neat. The amber liquid caught the light as she swirled it, then took a generous sip, welcoming the burn. Her conversation with Seraphina replayed in her mind, each word, each promise, each potential pitfall.

A high-profile partnership. A distraction.

After Hours