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

"You're coming home with me," Liam stated in a tone that left no room for negotiation, his violet-blue eyes intense as he led me toward his car.


He cut me off with a kiss that made my toes curl. "We have lost time to make up for."


His words sent a shiver down my spine. Despite everything that had happened, my body betrayed me, responding to his touch like a flower turning toward the sun. He opened the passenger door of his sleek black Aston Martin, and I slid inside, my short red dress riding up slightly.


Liam's eyes darkened as he noticed. "That dress should be illegal."


Once he was in the driver's seat, he pulled me close for another kiss before starting the engine. This was madness. I should be furious with him for keeping his connection to Leo a secret. I had every right to walk away, but my resolve crumbled under his touch.


"I've missed you," he whispered against my lips.


"It's only been a day," I managed to say.


Passenger Seat Surrender