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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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Behind His Mask: My Hockey Alpha
Rhea Hale, a young art restorer at the old Elaria gallery, lives a life of near-perfect calm-canvases, colors, and classical symphonies that fill her every day. But when she touches a mysterious painting titled The Moon Painting, something inside her begins to shift. Strange visions, eyes watching f/1/101138/coverorgin.jpg?v=30d51b48d93d1f66c3c5cf1cdaa8a7eb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Monster Behind His Mask
My husband Declan' s recklessness on a ski slope left me with chronic pain and unable to have children. He played the part of my devoted caretaker, but his perfect facade shattered when a stray cat, abandoned by our new neighbor, purred against his leg with a chilling familiarity. That whisper of b/0/90885/coverorgin.jpg?v=bdf86e777e937711bde16ffa3c5b5363&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Behind the billonaire's mask
"Be my woman and warm my bed," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. "Don't worry; to everyone else, you'll be my wife. It's only for eighteen months, as stated in the contract." He leaned back, his gaze unwavering. "And you have to follow the rules." I glanced at the contract I was clutching./1/101569/coverorgin.jpg?v=9bdb867482765b0ee643a9d9b3e3565d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sexy Behind The Mask
She hides behind ugly suits and fake names. He's done trusting women. When they meet in a masked sex club, neither realizes they've been fighting each other across boardroom tables for eighteen months. At Taylor Industries, she's Joy Smith-the frumpy CFO who drowns her curves in shapeless polyester/0/38538/coverorgin.jpg?v=b3a69c7d6840450a5673619be9893653&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Behind Her Mask
"I'll run away from this place. I won't come back. They've all left me." 12 years old Kimberly muttered, sadly. At first sight, little Kimberly would look like an innocent bundle of joy but if you looked deeper, you'd realise she had a bold, daring and carefree side to her. "We need your hel/0/46887/coverorgin.jpg?v=3a69b964dc1ab737f798242327743a74&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Behind The Billonaire's Mask
"I am Isabella Sterling, and I'm telling you right now, Dad, that I'm not going to spend even a day with that monster, let alone marrying him." Isabella walked out of the house. ------------------------------------- After Mr. Charles had lost all his wealth and was at the verge of loosing/0/79520/coverorgin.jpg?v=af4e275bd2424f9f1909886652f82ed2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Behind the Alpha's mask
Amber's life changes completely after crossing paths with Oblivion-the mysterious and masked Alpha of the Sypher pack. Earlier, her fated mate, Alpha Cedric denies her pregnancy and rejects her on the eve of their anniversary. As if that wasn't enough, she catches him cheating on her with her best f/0/74088/coverorgin.jpg?v=03c3af8ceffe5fb27802f65ef42c4d7f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Behind the Mask
Annie's life takes a dramatic turn when her son is diagnosed with a heart condition, leaving her desperate for a solution. Years earlier, a fateful one-night stand with a stranger gave her a child-unbeknownst to her, that stranger was Christ, the son of a ruthless business tycoon. Just as Annie cro/0/48984/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1de035e457881b621d5a845723cdfcf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bride Behind The Mask
He ruled as the powerful and ruthless king of the magnificent realm of Stonebridge, with the ability to shape his fortunes effortlessly. However, fate led him into a carefully planned marriage of convenience with her. While he projected an image of invincibility, keeping others at a distance, deep d/0/38805/coverorgin.jpg?v=6086f482c167afda18603134b78919b5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Behind The mask
Isabella, the only child of her parents was a happy girl. Why wouldn't she be? She had great parents, a caring best friend and a rich, Handsome fiance. This was until she found out that her ever faithful fiance wasn't so faithful after all. With this discovery came many more. It seems everyone aro/0/35917/coverorgin.jpg?v=7a61c3944dd0ca210fd3ff15112ce68b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Belle Behind The Mask
A masquerade ball. One night. Behind the mask. Anything can happen. Diana Thorton decided to have one night to herself, away from being Alexander Stone's Assistant. The whole point of a masquerade-themed ball is to conceal one's identity but what happens when the face behind the phantom of the o/0/19250/coverorgin.jpg?v=479c1b077fa60a44da759c90770fa6c9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The devil behind the mask
Veronika McAllister have lived a sad life and a life full of secrets. After the death of her mother during a robbery gone bad, her father blames her for her mother death and her family hates her for reasons she doesn't know. When accepted into Caston college also known as bloodyville because of the/0/24078/coverorgin.jpg?v=3bb613c0c3e8d9e0771dad9de267f88d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Man Behind The Mask
She is Shakeera Alcantara, 24 years old and single. Kind and a good child, hard working, nothing can be done just for the family. Time tested her resilience, its a matter of life and death. Her sister, even if she needs to clings into the knife, she will do just to save her. So without hesitation s/0/29330/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1b09e6e8fcd869e122f8b43c775bef1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Girl Behind The Mask'
Ten years ago, Amelia Williams witnessed the genocide of her family members and twenty seven of her family's workers. She fled after being sighted, the name of the man who committed the act deeply ingrained in her heart. Now 21, she returns to her hometown determined to bring justice her own way/0/91147/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e846263073a3b068e32856f3d84299a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fake Dating My Hockey Alpha
My new neighbor is a jerk. A grumpy, arrogant shithead. At first, I was dazzled by his looks; tall, broad-shouldered, hot enough to melt panties at ten feet. But the moment he opened his mouth, I knew I hated him. He's smug, rude, and way too good at getting under my skin. I've never disliked a m/0/21051/coverorgin.jpg?v=6604d53052fe4b7eba73d5db627e1580&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fated to love(beauty behind Mask)
Being a girl who once knew love,who once had a family,who once live richly with a blessed parent. Sophie Kim is just a young teen who lost her parent at a young age leaving her to struggle to meet end meet. Her father died in a terrible accident which left her and her mum in sorrow and pain. They/1/116650/coverorgin.jpg?v=d0b74208a1c0e3366f47f0509db43899&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married To The Man Behind The Mask
She kissed a stranger to spite her cheating fiancé. Now the stranger has requested her by name. Iris Sullivan is nothing but a bargaining chip to her adoptive parents, who are determined to marry her off to a wealthy heir. At a masquerade ball, she catches her fiancé with another woman and, in a mo/0/56564/coverorgin.jpg?v=9bc2e19ed9dd5bd46075e22fc20dab23&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bride Behind The Mask(Edited Version)
Frederick Winston wakes up in a messy room with a woman after a night of heavy drinking. Realizing the events of the previous night were real, he notices red stains on the bedsheet and discovers that the woman was a virgin. Despite a brief desire to see her face, Frederick decides to leave, but a ne/0/72525/coverorgin.jpg?v=34fb2b44942bd7cdf9a7534f2e42724d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She is Hidden Behind The Mask
The known illegitimate son of the Owens finally has a crush on a lady, putting off all the rumors about his sexuality. His father happily allows him to meet his love interest despite the past between both families. Grace Williams, whose ambition is to belong to the high-class family, only accepts/0/41886/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb09e86f016bf9e15fe1bbb4af4d0b60&imageMogr2/format/webp)
