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

Chapter 72 - Calculated Distractions and Dangerous Bluffs


Throughout the poker game, Levi maintained his charming offensive, touching my fingers as he dealt cards and whispering strategies in my ear. His breath against my neck sent shivers down my spine, and I made sure Liam noticed every reaction. Liam's jaw tightened with each intimate gesture, his knuckles white as he gripped his cards.


"Ladies, where shall we wine and dine you tonight?" Vera inquired, stealing glances at his hand before focusing entirely on Chloe.


"What about Le Pancake?" Gavin suggested eagerly. "Hazel, have you experienced their cuisine? It's absolutely divine."


"I've heard wonderful things, though reservations are supposedly impossible," I replied, letting interest color my voice. This made Owen's face darken considerably.
