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Powerful, unyielding, and cold-hearted, billionaire heiress Isabella Hamilton has never trusted a man-especially not after her father's tragic betrayal took her mother's life. Her life is a fortress, guarded by disdain for the opposite sex, and she shows no mercy to those who try to cross her. But when she humiliates a rich and arrogant businessman in front of the world, little does she know that her life is about to change forever. Devastated by the public embarrassment, Dominic West vows revenge. He hires a charming, attractive man, the perfect weapon to break Isabella's walls, steal her fortune, and crush her heart. But as the plan unfolds, things go awry. The hired man, Lucas Hart, finds himself falling for the very woman he's meant to destroy. Torn between duty and love, Lucas must make an impossible choice: complete his mission and break Isabella's heart, or risk everything to protect her from the vengeance that has already claimed so much. In a world of power, deception, and broken trust, will love survive? Or will revenge and regret tear them apart forever?
The Dorchester's enormous hall reverberated with the click of heels on the gleaming marble floor. Isabella Hamilton didn't care that the opulent ballroom was filled with the gentle hum of inane conversation and clinking champagne glasses. Isabella was unaffected by the glitz and glitter all about her, even as the light from the crystal chandeliers glinted off the polished flooring and reflected in the glasses that the socialites held. She was uninterested in the display of affluence; it was all a front, a performance to divert attention from reality.
Isabella was already a powerful figure in the corporate world at the age of twenty-eight. After her father's premature death, she inherited his multibillion-dollar empire. However, she had inherited more than simply his empire. She had inherited his harshness, his steely ambition, and-above all-his distrust of the world, especially men. Men like her father, who brutally murdered her mother and who shattered Isabella's one last belief: love.
Because of the profound scar caused by her mother's passing, Isabella had to grow up in a world where betrayal and power were valued more than love. Everything she did had been influenced by her father's violent behavior, and ever since, she had only one goal in mind: to never again be exposed to another guy.
Her keen eyes searched the ballroom for anything significant as she moved through it. She noticed some familiar faces-other billionaires and their spouses, local authorities who might be able to lend or receive a hand. Isabella, however, didn't require them. She created her own strength. No one dared approach her without a valid reason because of her well-established reputation.
She soon found herself staring at a familiar face on the other side of the room. Dominic West. He was a multibillionaire businessman who was renowned for his ruthless methods and capacity to eliminate competitors. Despite their several encounters, Isabella had never taken a liking to him. Speaking to a group of powerful people, the man exuded a sense of pride, and she could tell that he was now making an effort to conceal his disdain. Isabella, however, was aware that he was observing her and waited for the ideal opportunity to approach.
Dominic had yet to forgive her for the humiliation she had caused him once. He had not reacted well to the fact that it had happened in public. That kind of humiliation was not unheard of in their world, and his dignity had been injured. She had a sneaking suspicion that his interest in her had turned from professional to personal.
A tiny smile tugged at the corner of Isabella's lips, and she was powerless to stop it. Making enemies didn't bother her, especially if they were as stupid as Dominic West. The men who undervalued her were always funny to see. She thrived on it and was accustomed to it. Allow others to perceive her as heartless, calculating, and frigid. When they fell, it added to the sweetness of her victory.
Tonight, though, she noticed something else-a man standing close to Dominic. Despite his calm demeanor, he exuded a certain charisma. Standing tall, with black, wavy hair and sharp, sculpted features, he wore a well-tailored suit that exuded affluence without being flashy like most of the people in the room. Isabella was instantly drawn to this man's subtle charm. Though they focused on her with a clear gleam of interest, his dark eyes appeared to sweep the room with a calm intensity. Something about him felt... unusual, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
A smooth, assured voice cut through her thoughts, "Isabella Hamilton."
Isabella turned to face the man who had come up to her, her eyes narrowing a little. The man whose presence had drawn her attention was him. Lucas Hart. Although she had previously met him at gatherings, they had never looked at each other more than once. He was one of those men who was constantly around but never really involved in the social scene. And yet here he was, in front of her, grinning as effortlessly as ever.
"Lucas," she said abruptly, her voice as cold as ever. "I had no idea you were coming tonight."
His smile never wavered as he shrugged and replied, "I try not to miss the best parties." "I have to admit, though, I didn't think the well-known Ice Queen herself would be here."
Isabella's eyes briefly flashed with irritation, but she chose not to display it. She was familiar with the moniker; it was often spoken behind her back, characterizing her as callous and frigid. In actuality, though, few men could comprehend that she had built her empire on her capacity to regulate her emotions. Lucas Hart didn't match the stereotype of males she had learned to stay away from, with his endearing smile and laid-back manner. Unlike most, he made no effort to flatter or impress her. But she was wary about that. He and other men like him were always looking for something, and Isabella had long since learned that a guy who appeared too composed or ideal could never be trusted.
She retreated a step, increasing their separation a little. She stated bluntly, "I don't entertain small talk, Lucas." "I advise you to find someone else if you're here only to have pointless conversations."
There was a flicker of amusement in Lucas's eyes, but his smile stayed fixed. "Oh," he said coolly, "I'm not here for small talk, Isabella." "However, I do think you're pretty... interesting."
Isabella's eyebrows arched. "Interesting?" she said again in a hurried tone. "Lucas, I have no interest in the games you're playing. Therefore, pardon me-
Lucas stepped a bit closer and interrupted, "You don't understand me." He was unquestionably powerful, and for a brief instant, Isabella sensed a strange sensation stirring within her. But she instantly pushed it away. She couldn't afford to be sidetracked by people like him. He lowered his voice, as though he were talking to her alone in the middle of the throng, and whispered, "I don't play games." "But I believe that you are a person who is worthy of more than the typical sycophants in this area."
Isabella's thoughts were racing as she gazed at him for a long time. He was different from the others. Unlike usual, he wasn't spouting praise at her feet. However, that did not negate his threat.
"Lucas, I don't want your approval," she stated icily. "All right, pardon me-"
Lucas, however, interrupted her with a silent "Not approval" before she could leave. I'm searching for something far more fascinating.
Isabella's heart accelerated, but her expression remained icy. "This is not something I have time for."
She turned and headed for the bar, but she could feel his eyes on her every step. She then understood that Lucas Hart's presence was not coincidental. She had not yet determined what he was pursuing.
She kept thinking about him as she made her way to the bar and placed her order for a glass of champagne. There was something suspicious about Lucas. She soon dismissed the concept, though. Distractions weren't necessary for her. There were more pressing issues for her. Like Dominic West and his plans for retaliation against her.
The rich Alexander Grayson has a son, which Natalie Reed has been keeping a huge secret for the past six years. After their brief affair ended abruptly, Natalie was devastated and made the decision to raise their child alone, away from Alexander's cruel world of betrayal and power. However, Alexander learns the truth-he has an heir-when fate brings their paths together once more. He desires a place in his son's life because he feels deceived and angry, but there are restrictions and issues attached. Secrets are revealed and old emotions are rekindled as Natalie and Alexander manage co-parenting. Although the barriers Alexander erected around his heart start to come down, Natalie is aware that danger still exists in his world. Can she risk her heart once more to defend her son? Natalie and Alexander must choose whether their family is worth fighting for or if their pasts will permanently separate them in this story of love, redemption, and second chances.
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"Everyone has secrets in the glitzy world of the elite, but his could cost her everything." Emily Chase, a struggling writer, never anticipates being thrown into the perilous orbit of elusive tech magnate and billionaire Damien Blackwood once she discovers a clue about him. Damien, who has a reputation for charm and cool control, has defended his kingdom and his emotions from the outside world for many years. However, Emily finds herself torn between telling the truth and falling in love with the man behind the mask after learning of rumors of a past argument that could ruin him. Emily discovers that Damien's secrets are more complex than she initially thought, drawing her into a web of treachery, passion, and peril as enemies press in and her inquiry reveals even more sinister facts. Their unquestionable chemistry creates a bond that has the potential to either break her determination or bring about her redemption. However, each step she takes toward Damien puts her own weaknesses in jeopardy and forces her to face her worst fears. Emily has to choose how far she will go for love as the stakes are high and her allegiances are put to the test. Will she be freed by discovering the truth, or will everything she has battled to defend be destroyed?
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"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.
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The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!