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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.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."
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BRIDE OF WRATH
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Crown of Wrath
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The Wrath of Jordan Jefferson
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Wrath of the Alpha's heir
On the night of Selene Nightbane's eighteenth birthday, her world shatters when her parents, the powerful Alphas of Shadowfang Pack, are murdered. Betrayed, hunted, and exiled, she vows revenge. To reclaim her birthright, she must strike an uneasy bargain with Rael Thorncrest, the ruthless Alpha of/0/68213/coverorgin.jpg?v=79a49e930c3152f292c2dea9fc641760&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sandra's Wrath
Sandra's world fell apart when she was falsely accused of murdering her fated mate, Alpha Daniel, the love of her life. Betrayed by her pack and her cold-hearted step-mother, she was sentenced to death. With her final breath, Sandra's only regret was not saving her missing sister. But the Moon Godde/0/75799/coverorgin.jpg?v=8cf60fe8274fbe0a3fabd9a557fda47d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wrath Of The Dragon Duke
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The Wrath Of The Shadow Wolf
Wright was inside of the gym exercising when his phone began to ring. “Gosh, it is already past 9 am,” He said as he looked at the wall clock. “And who could this caller be” Acting very reluctantly, he went for his phone. “Philip” he murmured as he saw the caller. “Hey man,” Wright said as he picked/0/68164/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250427102153&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lady Alpha's Wrath
"Bitten by betrayal, Antonia Morgan's world is shattered when her husband Rodrigo and his father Phillip orchestrate a brutal attack on her pack, leaving her for dead. Rescued by vampires, Antonia finds an unlikely ally - and mate - in Phil Clark, the Vampire King's brother. But Phil's hatred for/0/78421/coverorgin.jpg?v=a78cc4187d4355905405bfe2c299ce86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beneath His Wrath
Georgia Vance built her life from ashes alone, bruised, and determined never to look back. Especially not at Weston Clay, the man who shattered her heart and taught her that love could be a weapon. His betrayal wasn't a clean cut; it was jagged, the kind that lingered beneath the skin and bled every/0/23389/coverorgin.jpg?v=0a1ac93021703f5246f0ffbb93e043e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wrath Of A Vampire Master
"Who are you, Sebastian?" "I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?" As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?" "The only thing I'm sure of i/0/25605/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230105150104&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Après The Serpent's Wrath.
A village was created in the middle of the mysterious forest. For centuries, it was left there unattacked by the evil conquerors the world has. Theon, naive but a trained warrior of this village was told to protect and defend the village and its people. However, an unexpected phenomenon happened th/0/32279/coverorgin.jpg?v=e5a3d05a3a4169c51e42b642a68572c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Wrath
Aurora has been through unexplainable situations all her life, but this time around, she fell into a deep pit. She was caught with the dead body of the coldest Alpha father. He wanted to kill her, he wanted to revenge immediately but a voice whispered to his ears. "Quick death is a favor in disgui/0/58634/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240701191724&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Birth of a lioness (Wrath of a goddess book 1)
"With blood, fire, and magic I claim you Urmah son of Abdi_ili and Anunit, the descendant of royals, blessed by the two gods of the sun..." ... "I am Tiye daughter of pharaohs, I am Sekhmet daughter of the great god Ra, we claim you, body and soul to the rest of your days in this world and the after/0/57814/coverorgin.jpg?v=f81afba37237158b903e169be065efa1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bride of Mr. Billion
Last night, I spent an erotic night with a stranger in a bar. I'm not a random woman. I did this because I was too sad yesterday. The boyfriend who had been in love with me for three years dumped me and flash-married a rich girl. Although I act as if nothing happened in front of my friends, I'm real/1/134850/coverorgin.jpg?v=2a20af97f7c0f926c5ee1ca402331e42&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bride Of All Packs
Elnira Wolfsrein is twenty years old, heir to the human bloodline that can bend werewolf instincts, and she's just been told her life isn't hers. The ancient covenant demands she choose a mate from five werewolf heirs during the Moon Tides-Alpha Aurelian Veyr, Omega Seren Duskmoor, Moon Blood Lysan/0/62510/coverorgin.jpg?v=f1ea6dcf1f7d52135f1f432a28649382&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married To His Wrath
Rinalisa's life took a heartbreaking turn when her parents were tragically killed on her birthday, transforming her dreams into a living nightmare. She finds herself bearing the consequences of her twin sister Kiara's actions, suffering at the hands of Scott, whom she perceives as devilish. Despite/0/43794/coverorgin.jpg?v=38a913d8af4a52e456950fe648361d80&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Wrath
I was known as the Miss Prim and Proper of our university. Always wear long-sleeved shirts, pants, or a skirt that is always below the knee in length. My hair was always tied up, and I never wore bangs. Bangs are just too much of a nuisance on the face, especially when they hit the eyes.I always car/0/1438/coverorgin.jpg?v=ba2283c8285ec1066a00901106198e71&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bride of Lammermoor
Historical novel, first published in 1819. Set in East Lothian, in 1709-1711. According to Wikipedia: "Sir Walter Scott, 1st Baronet (1771 – 1832) was a prolific Scottish historical novelist and poet popular throughout Europe during his time. In some ways Scott was the first English-language author/1/106120/coverorgin.jpg?v=389ce97057485268ac61357467c7abdf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
