Authoress Ti Fe

On her wedding day, Isla faced a series of disasters no bride could ever imagine. Her fiancé, Jeremy, dropped a bombshell in front of the entire congregation, revealing an explicit video of her and another man—a video she had no knowledge of or clue how it came to be. To make matters worse, Jeremy took things further by proposing to her sister right then and there.
Devastated beyond belief, Isla ran out of the chapel—and his life—without looking back. She swore never to let herself be humiliated like that again and decided that love was no longer worth the risk. With her heart in pieces, she headed to the nearest bar to drown her sorrows in alcohol, where, in a haze of pain and anger, she met a handsome stranger. What was meant to be a fleeting escape turned into a one-night stand.
She disappeared without a trace, determined to sever all ties with Jeremy. That included quitting her job at his father’s company—she didn’t want anything to do with him or his family anymore. As she searched for a new beginning, fate led her into the path of Jaxon Waverly.
Jaxon Waverly—a billionaire CEO by day and a fearless Mafia leader by night. Isla becomes his secretary, unknown to her and Jaxon himself that she is Jaxon’s long-lost love and unforgettable one-night-stand. Determined to win her over, Jaxon will stop at nothing to make her his wife.


The Billionaire's Long-Lost Love

Sophie slipped into her red lingerie, draping its short robe over her shoulders. She stood before the mirror, taking herself in. The last time she wore this set with Michael, she had expected him to be all over her—but he wasn’t. 


"Hopefully, Ray finds me sexy in this tonight. Otherwise, I’m done wasting my time," she muttered, lifting her gaze to her hair. 


Tilting her head, she examined her usual hairstyle. A bun or ponytail—messy, sleek, low, or high—was her everyday look. Routine. Predictable. 


With a quiet sigh, she reached for her hairband, tugging it loose. Her hair tumbled down, cascading over her shoulders. It changed her—softened her. She liked it. 


She pulled open a drawer, grabbing her Zara Red Temptation cologne, and spritzed it generously over her skin. As she slid the bottle back, a sudden knock at the door froze her in place. 


Chapter 60: Champagne