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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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The Divorce That Changed Everything
The "Brewery of the Year" award felt like a cold stone in my hand, heavy with the unspoken weight of my wife, Jenny's, silence. She was the General Manager, the face on stage, thanking everyone but me, the head brewer, the one who actually crafted the award-winning beer. I was used to being invisibl/0/71103/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed02ca1c6038ed98ea562bd1a073f221&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Contract That Changed Everything
"Pretend to be my fiancée." Those words were the last thing Ava Moreno expected to hear from Raymond William-the man who shattered her heart and vanished without a trace. Now a successful businessman, Raymond needs her help to secure his inheritance, while Ava, struggling to provide for her daughte/0/76205/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250527085418&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Secret that Tortured My Life
Cynthia was born beautiful-but cursed. Every 26th to 28th day of the month, her epilepsy strikes, chasing away every man who's ever claimed to love her. From betrayal to brutal assault, from being dumped in a forest to nearly dying in a foreign jungle-her life spirals into darkness at the hands of t/0/99664/coverorgin.jpg?v=b44c1ab7c8151bed0fc902e3491468b6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lie That Erased My Life
I thought I had my fairytale ending when I married Dayton Reed, the charming heir to a tech empire. But a car crash on our wedding day gave him amnesia, and his family used it as an excuse to erase me. For five years, I watched another woman, Cassidy, take my place, enduring their cruelty while clin/0/80000/coverorgin.jpg?v=de6a7426b40074f3641fa63902a96be9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Phone Call That Unraveled My Life
I was stuck. Ten years. Ten years married to Ethan, and now he looked at me like inconvenient furniture. My sister, Jessica, stood there, a smirk on her face, demanding my grandmother’s antique necklace for her “career-making audition.” Ethan, my husband, the man I loved, told me she needed it. His/0/18002/coverorgin.jpg?v=97ee06944f74070aeb3d5a665521f852&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Changed.
Kaitlyn wakes up one day in abolute, searing pain. Her friend refuses to leave her alone and a stranger comes knocking at her door talking crazy about moon phases and knowing strange things about her that even she wasn't aware of. Will she go insane or learn to trust new people? She needs to kno/1/115314/coverorgin.jpg?v=75e6f9415424140688c748de1e6b70d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A BILLIONAIRE'S PROMISE
He's New York's most powerful billionaire-cold, untouchable, and known as the Ice King. She's just a nurse fighting to keep her dying mother alive. Their worlds should never have collided. But one glance across a crowded room changes everything. Ella Reynolds never expected to catch the attention o/0/86873/coverorgin.jpg?v=5eb49344a426c82ca811a7b3f204b360&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Seven Years, A Shattered Promise
On the giant screen in Times Square, Chloe Davis, radiant in red, slammed the gavel, and "Davis Innovations" exploded in green numbers. I stood in the crowd, a ghost she couldn't see, having spent seven years in her shadow, building her dream, waiting for the promise she' d made: "It will be you and/0/25108/coverorgin.jpg?v=554f4b63a96a7e9231d4ab14cab67161&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A LIFE WITHOUT MY PARENTS
It's kind of hard to live a pretty fulfilling life without your parents. A very hard life that begins for me. After my parents' funeral, I had to leave the family home with my grandmother Amandine and my little brother Idriss to manage. I met Stéphane, a neighborhood neighbor who helped me a lot. A/0/11756/coverorgin.jpg?v=ebbc2e0a8edcdc58b1355430292ed218&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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My Life, A Perfect Scam
My life as a rising star in software development was predictable, good. Then the Affinity Gauge appeared, numbers hovering above everyone's heads, revealing their true feelings for me. My college sweetheart, Chloe, charming and affectionate, always told me how much she leaned on me, especially aft/1/130860/coverorgin.jpg?v=d72e1d5958eb9dcd1260b0252b8436a3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Virgin Stripper: The trip that changed everything.
The stethoscope around Dave's neck was a lie. The engagement ring on my finger was a cage. I thought I was marrying the man of my dreams, a brilliant surgeon with a heart of gold. But when my friends dragged me to a back-alley club to relax, the gold on my finger became so hot, it burned. Seeing my/1/113911/coverorgin.jpg?v=a7bcf7b40dc195b7973d5288011b9198&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Promise, My Shattered World
My world revolved around Jax Harding, my older brother's captivating rockstar friend. From sixteen, I adored him; at eighteen, I clung to his casual promise: "When you're 22, maybe I'll settle down." That offhand comment became my life's beacon, guiding every choice, meticulously planning my t/0/80727/coverorgin.jpg?v=51da192e9207b8636a076a22c1a96f70&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Life, My Rules
"Voices." That’s how I found Ethan a year ago, online, his deep, calm tones a warm blanket over my introverted self. Today, after months of online chats, my boyfriend was finally coming to meet me in person. My stomach churned with a nervous, hopeful excitement. But then, as if a glitch in my reali/0/63352/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241030153211&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My life my CEO
second I expected her to be complaining or even rambling angrily at me, but she doesn't. And this is just a sample of the many times she just keeps her head down and continues her work, while I can't control my animal side around her. "Shit!" I snort to myself and close my door. I go to my chair and/0/9507/coverorgin.jpg?v=dffdd1a941fe8da0b3993dc432cf7f72&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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To the Forest that Bargains Life
Ever since her nonbiological Mom died, she loathed and blamed herself for that. Avery Maureen Del Hera escaped home when she thought her father whom she grew up with wanted her to go to States, and even be with her biological parents, without him fighting for her. Hence, that's the bare part of the/1/117696/coverorgin.jpg?v=e8b569c48cf1f7e775a769cdfc2a318e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Drawn Blood, A Broken Promise
After six years of failed fertility treatments, my fiancé Blake and I were finally expecting our miracle child. Our shared dream, the one that had held us together through years of heartache, was finally coming true. But then I discovered he was faking amnesia to cheat on me. Heartbroken, I went/0/23755/coverorgin.jpg?v=6ca9d34def6c1f17829b27b2b76a3e72&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My life, my baby
Ten years ago A&E doctor Kylie hayes turned her back on love, after the heartbreak of losing her baby, But when she meets the handsome Ken Edwards, resisting his blistering touch isn't easy and after a one night stand she returns from Madrid pregnant! As the promise of their miracle baby begins to h/0/46113/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260525144527&imageMogr2/format/webp)
