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

"Sweet Caroline! BAH BAH BAH!" The entire bar erupted in song as Kyle belted out the chorus, microphone thrust in the air dramatically.


I sipped my cocktail, laughing as Chloe swayed beside me. The karaoke bar was packed, with colored lights sweeping across the crowd. After dinner, our group had claimed a large corner booth, close enough to the stage to cheer on our friends but far enough to talk over the music.


"He's actually not terrible," I shouted to Chloe over the noise.


She rolled her eyes. "Don't encourage him. His ego's big enough already!"


Levi slid into the seat beside me, his arm casually draping across the back of the booth behind my shoulders. "Having fun?"


"I am," I admitted, surprised by how true it was. For the first time in weeks, I wasn't thinking about work stress or the complicated mess with Liam.


"Good." His smile was warm, inviting. "You deserve it."


The Karaoke Showdown