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 couldn't remember how I got to the office. The world had blurred into a haze after watching Hazel walk away from me yesterday. Her final words echoed in my mind: "Whatever was between us is broken beyond repair."


Adrian found me slumped at my desk, staring at nothing, the same suit from yesterday hanging off my frame.


"Jesus, Liam." His voice cut through my fog. "Have you been here all night?"


I looked up, my eyes burning from lack of sleep. "What time is it?"


"Nine in the morning. You look like hell." Adrian approached cautiously. "When was the last time you ate something?"


"Doesn't matter." My voice sounded hollow even to my own ears.


Adrian sighed, loosening his tie. "That's it. You're coming with me."


"Canceled. All of them." He grabbed my arm, hauling me to my feet. "I've already rescheduled your day. You're taking a mental health break before you completely crash."


I didn't have the energy to fight him. "Where are we going?"


A Broken Man's Battle Plan