Isla Fox

Three years ago, Hazel Vance made a choice that changed everything. One night of passion with a mysterious stranger at a masquerade ball left her with more than just memories—it left her with a son whose rare violet-blue eyes are a constant reminder of the father she'll never find.

Now a struggling single mother, Hazel desperately needs the executive assistant position at Sterling Group. The salary could finally give her two-year-old Leo the life he deserves. But her new boss, CEO Liam Sterling, is nothing like she expected.

Demanding, brilliant, and devastatingly handsome, Liam has a reputation for being impossible to work for. Most assistants don't last a week. When Hazel refuses to be intimidated by his cold demeanor and sharp tongue, something shifts between them. The attraction is immediate and electric, crackling through every professional interaction.

But it's his eyes that stop her cold. The same striking violet-blue shade that stares back at her every morning when she looks at her son.

As the tension between them builds and the lines between professional and personal begin to blur, Hazel finds herself caught between her desperate need for this job and her growing attraction to the one man who could destroy everything she's worked for.

She doesn't know that Liam has been searching for the mysterious woman from the masquerade ball ever since that night changed him forever. And he has no idea that the composed, fiery assistant who challenges him at every turn is the same woman who haunts his dreams.

When the truth finally comes to light, will it bring them together or tear apart the fragile new life Hazel has built for herself and her son?

The CEO’s Masked Secret Wife

Chapter 12 - Violet Eyes and Hidden Connections


I collapsed into my office chair, my knees trembling beneath me. Somehow I had managed to maintain my professional facade during that entire disaster, but now the reality was hitting me like a freight train. Isabella Clairemont was absolutely vicious, but nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. When Liam wrapped his strong arm around my waist to steady me, pulling me flush against his solid chest, every rational thought fled my mind. The unmistakable hardness pressed against my lower back sent shockwaves through my entire body, awakening sensations I had forgotten existed. When his breath tickled my ear as he commanded me not to move, liquid fire coursed through my veins, pooling between my thighs in a way that left me breathless and aching. This hadn't happened since that night we danced together, and now my boss was rock solid against me, making it impossible to think straight.
