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

(Trigger Warning: This chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)


My bedroom door clicked shut behind us. I set Hazel down, her bare feet touching the plush carpet. The dim light from the bedside lamp cast a golden glow over her features as she gazed up at me, her eyes filled with desire and anticipation.


"Are you sure about this?" I asked, giving her one last chance to back away.


Instead of answering, Hazel reached up and pulled my face down to hers. Her kiss was her answer – fierce, hungry, and demanding. Any doubts I had vanished in an instant. 


When we finally broke apart, both breathing heavily, I cupped her face between my hands. "God, I want you so badly it hurts."


"Then take me," she whispered against my lips. "I'm yours, Liam. Completely yours."


Those words ignited something primal within me. I captured her mouth again, my tongue sweeping inside to taste her. She whimpered, pressing her body flush against mine.


Uninhibited Surrender