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 past fifteen days had flown by like a dream I never wanted to wake from. My return to Sterling Collective had been seamless, with audit monitoring keeping me busy and fulfilled. Liam and I had settled into a rhythm that made my heart race every morning when I woke up beside him. True to his word, he had claimed me on that mahogany desk of his more times than I could count, pressed me against the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office while the city sprawled beneath us, and made me forget my own name on that leather couch where we first crossed the line from professional to personal.


Most nights found us tangled together in my bed, and weekends were spent at his penthouse where Leo would join us for elaborate breakfasts and movie marathons. The domesticity of it all should have terrified me, but instead it felt like coming home to a life I never dared imagine for myself.


Chapter 109 - Pregnancy Bombshell