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

Twelve hours had passed since my son vanished. Twelve agonizing hours since Miranda's call shattered my world. I forced myself to stay composed, channeling every ounce of control I possessed. Leo needed me focused. Hazel needed me strong.


My network was fully activated. Every contact, every favor owed, every connection I had built over the years was now deployed in the search for my boy. The executive floor of my building had been transformed into a war room. Damian and Owen had arranged everything - beds, meals, changes of clothes. None of us were leaving until Leo came home.


Owen had repositioned a massive conference table in the center of my office, surrounding it with chairs. The space buzzed with activity as my team worked tirelessly, phones ringing constantly, laptops humming with data streams.


"Liam." Evelyn's familiar voice cut through the chaos. I turned and fell into her embrace, drawing strength from her presence.


Chapter 159 - War Room Operations