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 conference room had gradually emptied as board members filed out, leaving behind only scattered papers and the lingering scent of expensive cologne. Liam remained seated at the head of the mahogany table, his powerful frame motionless as he watched the last few executives disappear through the doorway. Once again, we found ourselves alone in this dangerous dance we couldn't seem to escape.


I moved toward my abandoned seat to collect my briefcase and notes, desperate to flee before my resolve crumbled completely. But Liam was faster. His strong hands captured my wrist, pulling me down onto his lap with the practiced ease of a man accustomed to taking what he wanted. His arms encircled me like steel bands, trapping me against the solid wall of his chest.


"You have no idea how much I've been going insane without you," he breathed against the sensitive shell of my ear, his voice rough with barely contained longing.


Chapter 51 - Tears and Temptation