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

Chapter 193 - Poker Night and Relationship Advice


I couldn't shake my concern about the women, so I persuaded them that while they enjoyed their night at the Community Guild, we'd remain close by playing poker in the casino. We wouldn't interfere with their evening, but we'd be available if needed. Despite their protests, I left them little room for negotiation. Eventually they conceded, with the stipulation that we stay away from the brunch area and wait for their call when they were ready to leave.


The cards held our attention while conversation naturally drifted to our women, until we reached Noah, who was practically glowing about his life with Chloe. He'd just sold his apartment to Damon.


"I assumed my buddy would crash with me for a while longer, but he packed up and left yesterday," Damian grumbled.


"Damian, Noah offered me a deal I couldn't refuse. The place is incredible, fully furnished with everything brand new. I had to jump on it," Damon chuckled.
