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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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Lyceon- The Dark Lord
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Taming the Dark Lord
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Mated to the dark lord
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ADIA AND THE DARK LORD
[Matured content here!] "I don't need love, neither do I want your heart, all I need is one thing-- your body, lust, that extreme cravings for my touch, just fill my void with you, all I need is our intimacy." The dark lord said. * But she looked with a long gaze and replied... "Please, just let me/1/130763/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f8c9b8472c35dafa1c8a566c06989f3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vampire's Bride: Sold To The Dark Lord
For as long as anyone could remember, vampires had ruled the lands of Velmora. Their hunger was insatiable, and to them, humans were treated as nothing more than cattle. With every full moon, young lives were sold as food-marked, stripped of their names, and handed over to their owners. Elara/0/66338/coverorgin.jpg?v=a7b4f24b34c0b9529330cbc829a2b1e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Lord
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Beatrice and the Lord
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Lord of the World
Secular humanism has triumphed. Everything the late Victorians and Edwardians believed would bring human happiness has been achieved: technology has made it so no one need work for a living, the social sciences ensure a smooth-running social order, and in the name of tolerance, religious beliefs hav/0/27319/coverorgin.jpg?v=56ad3a6e20345d3933e67e9478018746&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The martial lord
Nobody knew where they came from , they carried the aura of destruction and the whole universe trembled at their might A young man bent on combating their evilness was born. He fought his way up , he was invicible , he was supreme , he had the system and he was the Lord of the martials ./0/8264/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ac33941affe2593dcb60f41abd5f323&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hosts of the Lord
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The Dark Prince
On a quiet Spring morning, Avila awoke, six months after her death. By some miracle, she was suddenly alive, with no memory of her life. Confused, Avila is thrust into a world of where she is a Princess with a secretive family who battles a vicious rebellion. And, she is engaged to a wealthy, ha/0/47596/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250117171106&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Dark Secrets
Asuka, a young woman who's experienced more intimate struggles than most. When her father abandoned her in favor of his new family, she had to rely on her own resourcefulness to survive. She has fiercely battled poverty with unwavering determination. However, her life takes an unexpected turn when/0/7704/coverorgin.jpg?v=43cc1f9b9a6227d2db4d9dd9f75e55d0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Love in the Dark
It revolves about two best friends who had a little misunderstanding cause of facial appearance that turned to be in Favour of Mr Williams being liked the most by girls over Ben . Afterwards Ben swore to make his life miserable for making him feel less of a man ,by giving putting a substance in his/0/48569/coverorgin.jpg?v=558febd7f98725f7a35a15f824dff3e9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loving the Mafia Lord
Tallulah's life comes crashing down when she is given off to Mateo Hernando, a ruthless Spanish Mafia lord in an arranged marriage which would secure a loan for her father. She goes to live with Mateo and things get rocky especially when she starts falling in love with him. What then happens when hi/0/28233/coverorgin.jpg?v=45827e1ca1d83ca625d818aef3ee9972&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lord Dantalion The Demon
The first time demons existed on planet earth, they were seen as saviours and were the most calmest supernaturals till he was born and he changed everything. His name was Dantalion! A wicked, heartless and selfish beast whose ambition has been to destroy the world and have domain over everything/0/42951/coverorgin.jpg?v=c2abd78188689e606f75b09ed2b189a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Seducing The Mafia Lord
She shuddered and moaned non-stop as his finger hit and caressed her sensitive spot. The feeling had caused her to whimper. He pulled off his pant while her eyes bulged out, “You've got a big rod down there, are you confident that it'll fit in?” She questioned. Angelina Trump, a 22 year-old seduct/0/68509/coverorgin.jpg?v=e07f203525618a6f8d7e40b58e3f2b5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling Through The Dark
Mira has always lived in the shadows of despair. With a life full of pain and little hope, she's learned to survive but never to dream. For Jaxon, the scars of his first love run deep. The hollow void left by that lost connection makes it impossible for him to commit, and he drifts from one fleet/0/58059/coverorgin.jpg?v=410db293aa0fda961903d3ee25a09e76&imageMogr2/format/webp)
