My Naughty Self
/1/129475/coverbig.jpg?v=7cffc475e4bbe7e23904a63fe7cd1bf2)
Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife
Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.
Chapter 1 No.1
Across the white tablecloth of Serafina, Bradyn Hubbard—Cara Lewis's boyfriend of three years—set his wine down and leaned forward. He pulled a thick, cream-colored envelope from his jacket and slid it across the table until it rested in front of her.
Cara looked down. The gold foil lettering was fresh from the press.
Engagement Gala
Groom: Bradyn Hubbard
Bride: Hailie Lewis
Venue: The Lewis Estate, Long Island. Next Saturday.
"Cara, let's be realistic," Bradyn said, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper. "Hailie is my ticket to the top. Marrying her is the only shortcut for a guy like me to get a seat on the board. I don't love her—she's just the ladder I have to climb for my career."
Cara stared at the card, then lifted her cold amber eyes to meet his. "So you're proposing what, exactly?"
Bradyn gave a smug, self-satisfied smile.
"We break up publicly. But in private? Nothing has to change. You funded my MBA and paid my rent for three years—I haven't forgotten that. Stay quiet, be my little secret on the side, and once I secure the Lewis assets, I'll make sure you're taken care of in luxury."
Cara stared at his shameless face, her voice dropping into a dangerous, silky calm. "You sold yourself as a kept man to my stepsister, and you expect me to be your dirty little secret?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly, Cara," Bradyn scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "That's how men get ahead in Manhattan. Be realistic, Cara. You're broke and you have no one. Who else is going to take care of you? Don't be stupid. Just take the deal."
Cara looked at him for one quiet second, her lips curving into a razor-sharp smile.
"In your wildest dreams, Bradyn."
Without a second's hesitation, Cara picked up her crystal tumbler and threw the cold bourbon and ice straight into his face.
The freezing liquor drenched his styled hair and soaked the collar of his designer shirt. Bradyn gasped, shooting up from the velvet booth in sheer shock, frantically wiping his stinging eyes.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he snarled, glaring at her as neighboring tables turned to stare.
Cara set the empty glass down with a quiet, deliberate tap.
Without breaking eye contact, she reached into her Saint Laurent bag, pulled out a thick manila folder, and dropped it heavily onto his soaked lap.
"Open it, parasite," Cara said calmly.
Bradyn's hands shook as he ripped the folder open.
A thick stack of forensic-grade photographs spilled across the table. His breath caught in his throat—the photos showed him and Hailie completely naked, tangled in the satin sheets of a suite at the Baccarat Hotel.
Taped right behind the prints was a notarized invoice.
Columbia MBA Tuition & Fees: $186,000.00
Tribeca Penthouse Lease Subsidies: $94,000.00
Bespoke Wardrobe & Networking Tabs: $62,000.00
TOTAL REIMBURSEMENT DUE: $342,000.00
Bradyn's face turned an ashen, sickly gray. "You... you tracked me?"
"Three hundred and forty-two grand," Cara said, tapping the total with a manicured nail. "Wire it back to my account by Monday morning. If you don't, these photos go directly to Hailie's father and the Lewis board."
The shock on Bradyn's face instantly curdled into ugly fury. He slammed both hands on the table, leaning in with a desperate hiss. "You crazy bitch! You gave me that money willingly—that was trust money! You can't sue me for gifts!"
"I invested in a partner, Bradyn, not a freeloader," Cara said coldly. "You lived off my money for three years just to become my stepsister's leashed lapdog. Pay back every cent by Monday, or wear the collar in public."
"You fucking bitch—" Bradyn lunged forward, grabbing for her wrist.
Cara smoothly stepped back, out of his reach. She stood tall, smoothing the front of her tailored coat, looking down at him with absolute disgust.
Slowly, deliberately, she raised her hand and flipped him a clean, effortless middle finger.
"Congratulations on the engagement, Bradyn," Cara said softly. "You and Hailie deserve each other."
She turned on her three-inch heels and walked away.
Cara headed swiftly toward the exit, adrenaline still humming through her veins. As she rounded the private staircase leading down from the mezzanine, she didn't see the tall silhouette stepping into the foyer.
Her shoulder collided hard against a solid wall of broad, tailored muscle.
The impact pushed Cara back half a step, but the man didn't move an inch.
For an instant, Beck Greer's jaw tightened. For ten years, any physical contact with a woman—even an accidental bump in a crowd—triggered violent nausea and psychosomatic revulsion.
Yet as this woman collided against his chest, the expected revulsion never came.
There were no hives. No suffocating panic. Only the clean scent of rain and subtle vanilla, and the fierce, crackling heat radiating from her skin.
Beck looked down in arrested, quiet shock.
Cara caught her balance, her amber eyes flashing with irritation as she looked up.
"Excuse me, sir. Do you mind watching where you're walking?"
Beck looked down at her, genuine amusement flashing in his eyes. For the first time in a decade, physical contact hadn't made him sick.
"You're the one who ran into me," he said calmly.
Cara had zero patience to argue. "Then move."
A subtle smirk touched Beck's lips. Instead of taking offense, he stepped smoothly aside.
"After you."
Cara brushed past his towering frame without another word and pushed out into the crisp night air.
Behind him, Korbin Mckee rushed down the stairs, looking alarmed as he pulled a sanitizing wipe from his pocket. "Mr. Greer! Are you alright? Did she make contact? Do you need your medication—"
Beck held up a hand, stopping his chief of staff. He looked down at the lapel where Cara's fingers had grazed him, his eyes gleaming with dark, electric fascination.
"I'm fine, Korbin," Beck murmured, his voice low and raspy. "In fact... I've never felt better."
Korbin stared at him, bewildered. Clearing his throat, the assistant quickly brought up his tablet. "Sir... that was Cara Lewis, the disinherited daughter of Lewis International. Also, Dean Peterson from Auden Academy just called. Julian got into a fight on campus and injured a trustee's son. The board is demanding family representation immediately."
Beck didn't look at the tablet, his eyes still fixed on the glass doors as Cara disappeared under the rainy streetlights.
"Tell Peterson I'm on my way to the academy now," Beck commanded smoothly, a rare, thrilling hunger entering his tone. "And Korbin—pull Cara Lewis's full file. I want everything on my tablet before we arrive."
Outside on the sidewalk, the cold wind whipped across Cara's face.
She pulled out her phone to block Bradyn's number when a text message from Hailie slashed violently across the top of her screen.
"Bradyn just called me in a panic. Did you really think some cheap hotel photos and a pathetic invoice would scare us? Dad officially froze your mother's trust account ten minutes ago. You're completely broke, Cara. You don't have a single dollar left to pay rent, let alone hire a lawyer. Hand over those negatives tonight. If you beg nicely, maybe I'll let you attend our Long Island engagement gala next Saturday as a catering maid so you can actually eat."
Cara's fingers tightened on the titanium frame until her knuckles turned bone-white. A cold, lethal fury settled in her chest.
They thought stripping her of her mother's trust would leave her defenseless and force her to surrender.
Before Cara could hit reply, the entire display suddenly glitched with static and went pitch-black.
A glowing crimson icon began pulsing frantically over an encrypted backdoor protocol.
"Incoming Encrypted Call: Joker"
Cara blinked, the anger momentarily derailed.
Joker. Her anonymous gaming partner and top-tier hacker contact for the past two years. The kid had backdoor exploits into half the private mainframe networks in the country, but they had strictly maintained an encrypted, voice-only connection.
Cara tapped the screen and brought the phone to her ear.
"Nemesis, thank God—do not hang up on me," Julian Kensington gasped from the other end, his voice tight with raw, unadulterated panic.
/0/69474/coverbig.jpg?v=64c4b0f1a1064026fc631337f824f429)
My Naughty Self
My Naughty Self is all about the wild ride of Isabella Izzy Hughes. She's got a good life, lots of success, but deep down, she craves something extra. Enter David Blackwood, a guy who's both mysterious and a bit dangerous. He pops back into her world and suddenly, things get complicated. They have t
/0/21929/coverbig.jpg?v=12fdcbdbed599082d0497a94340e82fc)
MY NAUGHTY LOVER
A Supernatural Romance/Fantasy Novel. MY DEMONIC NAUGHTY LOVER is a suspenseful, supernatural fantasy story which tell us about a young beautiful lady by name Nina who came to New York with her Mother and her Lil-sister Lena. Everything have been going well for the family until Nina decided to g
/0/40274/coverbig.jpg?v=fecc48b0c2ce2c8d9be561d762ea8b90)
My Naughty Boastful Boss
Avrein thought that being his secretary everything would be smooth but she was wrong. His boss has a bad attitude that she didn't expect. she doesn't like how arrogant and rude her boss is! Apart from not wanting to lose her job, she does not want him in her life. She often witnesses her doing mira
/0/21803/coverbig.jpg?v=8cc4bd2da32f9f3bea9d13bff48cef9f)
Self-Love
Joanna Gore Alex is a teenager who was sent to a boarding school away from home which unknown to her was as per a doctor's instruction to prevent another memory loss as it did due to an accident that occurred in her early years. What would happen now when she is back in her hometown and enrolled at
/0/23532/coverbig.jpg?v=18d8974300a20364cb43325993da0ff4)
Self Discovery
This book point one back to the purpose of existence. A guide to help cope with life and dealing with inferiority complex in order to have great confidence and a health self esteem. With real life examples of how the author lived in insecurity and how all this changed.
/0/24135/coverbig.jpg?v=27dda2c3c6c9fed9e097b0ff60bc05c6)
Wretched Self
After her mother shoved her away, Astrallaine Sage moved with a woman she doesn't even know. She must be self-sufficient and capable of living alone — without leaning against any other walls. Will she be able to continue in life when a man appears and makes her life even more miserable? Will she b
/1/108926/coverbig.jpg?v=77c0e2e04af0ee3cded9a52839ce1ce1)
Naughty Confessions
Whispered secrets. Shared bodies. No regrets. Some secrets are too hot to keep quiet. Naughty Confessions pulls back the curtain on the private fantasies we only dare to admit in the dark. This compilation is a raw, unfiltered journey through the moments where "too much" is never enough-a collection
/0/24264/coverbig.jpg?v=6985cb3ac60849435b09bd71ccadd9f7)
Naughty love
Prologue When Lisa Lex , a straight A student ,crosses path with Chess Reece , a Devilishly handsome but arrogant Basketball star player , Life changes for her in Denver high , as Chess is keen on making her life Miserable ***** Eighteen year old Lisa Lex recently moves to Denver , where she resume
/0/42166/coverbig.jpg?v=425cd2bea4c5c02f6aac5e3eb878e7b0)
Naughty CEO
"Why do you want me?" She asked as she watch him smirk and pronounce the word. "I want you because you are a virgin." He says biting his lower lips. ••••• Gladys's dream was to have a great husband and a beautiful romance, but not until she got transferred to Morrow's fashion company and there sh
/0/86168/coverbig.jpg?v=2570eeff2eb71772e8b4319570530609)
Love Lost, Self Found
The invitation sat in my hand, a gilded lie addressed to "The Chen Residence," leading me into a lavish hall humming with triumph. On a giant screen, my husband, David Chen, was hailed as a visionary billionaire, the man behind Genesis Inc.-a stark contrast to the humble app developer who used to s
/0/49888/coverbig.jpg?v=b040155cb68ea45ec19e766cd79b194c)
Naughty Desires.
"While pretending to pick something up, her large bosoms were exposed. It was a deliberate action and just as she expected, Jeremy's eyes were glued to her peaches." "Having enough of the show, with a slow pace, she stood up while looking at Jeremy. The latter couldn't control himself and stood up
/0/40547/coverbig.jpg?v=c654b6e86ecc0ee8297e3cdf1db717a7)
Naughty Secretary
Tessa Azalea is a woman who chose to work as a hired woman. She was hired to be a secretary for a cold CEO Axel Leonidas. Reportedly Axel is a gay man, which makes Tessa not afraid to seduce Axel
/1/106213/coverbig.jpg?v=dda397aa1162b74298a7de1a8160dd88)
My Self-Proclaimed Brother Regrets After My Marriage
I was picked up by Rylan Lloyd, and everyone knew that I loved him uncontrollably. When his one true love, Madeline Yates, was injured, I donated blood to her until I was completely exhausted. When he and Madeline were having sex, I provided them with condoms. When Madeline returned from ab
/0/33224/coverbig.jpg?v=80243acfce5ed27950b4127cc140edb2)
His Naughty Maid
After getting divorced from her husband. She finds a job to support her daughter.... She promises herself not to fall in love, not to get interested in men. She will give her full attention to her daughter...not until she meets Xander Ferrer who will change her life... A mysterious guy who alway
/0/7776/coverbig.jpg?v=7ce63d4ab4f9e07fdbfb82e16afec05b)
/0/73164/coverbig.jpg?v=71f21b174809e05432bd7209de6ae5d6)
The Billionaire's Naughty Maid
She wanted a taste. I gave her an addiction. I told myself she was off-limits-just a maid. But then she walked in on me, wet, naked, hard-and didn't look away. Now she moans my name like a prayer, and I can't stay away. He was my boss. Cold, untouchable...until I touched him. One look, one night, a
/1/109286/coverbig.jpg?v=6bf5de89312238cc2d4e51d47c3dfc55)
Step Daddy's Naughty Girl
I never thought I could find myself sucking the dìck of a man I should call father and made him moan out so loud. I found myself going back to have him finger and pound my clit, ripping moans off my throat as day passed by. I found myself moaning to him every single day, taking all his sexual comman
/1/117854/coverbig.jpg?v=1b34d1ec2422e68925f75c3716ccade2)
DADDY'S NAUGHTY PET
"Crawl to Daddy on your hands and knees, little whore. I want to see you beg for this dick before I split you open and breed that dripping cunt " * Daddy's Naughty Pet is a collection for readers who are tired of vanilla bullshit and want stories about people who fuck like their lives depend on it
/0/78433/coverbig.jpg?v=9920853165df2f3f5dd4859007538864)
Daddy's Naughty Secret
Getting a job to work as the agent of a top artist in the country, Lyron is excited for the extra pay to cater to his siblings' needs. But when his boss, Amil and him find themselves on a rollercoaster of feelings harbored towards each other, starting with dislike and hate, they both do not expect t
/0/48498/coverbig.jpg?v=db2c200a19b11be4de2c2af91ff1f8f4)
Devil And Naughty Luna
Everyone believed that Ophelia was the Devil Wolf from hell, even her fiancé, Phillips, thought so. Ophelia endured slander, bullying, and harm, but even more shameful was that Phillips shamelessly married another woman... Everything didn't change until Ophelia accepted the summons of the Moon Godde
