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Shantel Hale has spent her life trying to live above the dark shadows her mother’s reputation cast over her. 

She has seen powerful men fall at Jessica Hale’s feet— the infamous seductress popularly termed the modern day ‘Jezebel’ only to be left ruined afterwards.

But unlike her sisters, who embraced their mother’s legacy to build fortunes and secure influential husbands, Shantel, the seventh and youngest daughter of Jessica Hale, had carved her own path in secret, gathering several awesome identities for herself. 

One of them was the elusive Elsa—an influential force in the corporate world, sought after by the most powerful executives. Invincible CEOs vie for her counsel, but she has consistently refused to step into the limelight while offering her services.

Meanwhile, in a desperate bid to salvage his company that was crumbling after a scandal, Richard Domango turns to Elsa, convinced that she is the only one who can save him.

Seeing that Richard had played right into her hands, Shantel will stop at nothing to demand for her pound of flesh from Richard for humiliating her in the past.

But neither is ready for the sparks that begins to fly between them, especially Richard after finding out that his saviour, whom he fell helplessly for at first sight, is none other than Shantel Hale— ‘the seventh daughter of Jezebel’ and the very woman he’d felt nothing but blatant disdain for all his life. 

Will they allow their past to chart a vengeful path for them, or give in to the all consuming attraction   growing between them in leaps and bounds by the day?

The Seventh Daughter of Jezebel

"Jack," Shantel said sharply as a dread, difficult to describe, settled at the pit of her stomach. "Who was it?"

His voice was strained when it came. "You need to brace yourself, Boss."

That didn't help. "Just say it," Shantel snapped.

"The order to set the trap… it came from Jessica Hale," Jack finally delivered the bombshell.

There was dead silence as the world around Shantel spun, and for a moment she even forgot to breathe or blink.

Then she frowned…maybe she hadn't heard right. Maybe the connection glitched.

"…What?" A low scream finally escaped her mouth.

"Yes. Jessica Hale," Jack repeated grimly. "Your mother was the one behind your father's death."

"No," she whispered. "No. That's not possible. She… she loved him or so she said."

Addicted To His Presence