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

The beat of the salsa music pulsed through my body as I swayed my hips. The bar's dim lighting cast everyone in a flattering glow. I felt free—freer than I had in weeks.


"You need this," Chloe had insisted earlier when she practically dragged me out of my apartment. "One night without worrying about Leo or work or especially your boss."


She was right. The vibrant atmosphere of Havana Nights was exactly what I needed.


"Another mojito, ladies?" The waitress appeared at our high-top table.


"Absolutely!" Chloe beamed, tossing her blonde hair. "And keep them coming."


I laughed, taking in the bar's tropical decor. "This place is incredible. How have I never been here before?"


"Because you've been too busy working yourself to death for Mr. Tall, Dark, and Broody," Chloe replied, rolling her eyes.


Before I could defend myself—or Liam—Chloe squealed and waved frantically across the room. "Scarlett! Over here!"


A Dance, A Drink, and a Dark Glare