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

I spotted her the moment I walked into the jewelry store. Her dark hair fell in soft waves around her delicate face, and her smile lit up the room as she helped a customer. I froze in my tracks.


"Sir, can I help you?" a different sales associate asked.


"No," I replied automatically, my eyes still fixed on the stunning woman across the store. "I'm just browsing."


I pretended to look at watches while stealing glances at her. Her name tag read "Stella." A perfect name for someone so radiant. When she finished with her customer, I casually drifted toward her counter.


"Hello, how can I help you today?" she asked with a professional smile.


Her voice was soft and melodic. I completely forgot the reason I'd entered the jewelry store in the first place.


"I'm looking for... a watch," I stammered, pointing randomly at the display case.


She raised an eyebrow. "That's a women's diamond bracelet."


"Right. For my sister." I recovered quickly. "Her birthday is coming up."


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