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 settled back against the headboard and struck a match, watching the flame dance before lighting my cigarette. The smoke curled upward as I turned to study the woman sprawled naked beside me on the silk sheets.


"Outstanding performance today, sweetheart. Truly exceptional work." I reached for my phone to arrange the usual payment. "I'll have the funds transferred within the hour. Treat yourself to something sparkly." A low chuckle escaped my lips as I considered her unsuspecting husband. "Does that naive fool of yours ever wonder how you afford such expensive tastes on his pathetic salary?"


My mistress stretched languidly, her body catching the afternoon light filtering through the penthouse windows. We had been conducting this arrangement for years now, and she had proven invaluable in ways her husband could never imagine. She possessed a talent for deception that I found both useful and arousing.


Chapter 42 - Masterful Manipulation