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.)


I savored the taste of Liam on my tongue, his deep groans making heat pool between my thighs. His hands tangled in my hair as I took him deeper, working him with my mouth and hands in tandem. The way his muscles tensed beneath my touch thrilled me.


"Hazel," Liam moaned, his voice strained. "If you keep that up, I won't last."


I looked up at him through my lashes, not stopping my movements. His violet-blue eyes were dark with desire, his jaw clenched tight. The power I held over this usually controlled man was intoxicating.


With a sudden movement, Liam pulled me up from my knees. He captured my mouth in a fierce kiss, lifting me effortlessly. My legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me to the bed, laying me down with surprising gentleness despite his obvious urgency.


An Ecstatic Surrender