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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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Mine To Have
Warning- Mature Audiences only!. -Strong sexual content. -® rated language. © Original work. Description: "Get up!." He commanded. His voice was stern and his cold blue eyes pierced into my skin. I didn't look fazed by his intimidating demeanor. "You muckerfucker blood-sucking demon." I cussed,/0/42775/coverorgin.jpg?v=f0fc1eba642b08b1d460ff9ccad26980&imageMogr2/format/webp)
YOU ARE MINE: When I Have to Fight for You
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To Have Her
Walking into the wrong room and stumbling upon one of her childhood nightmares in the shower was a mistake that could ruin everything. Especially since it was her best friend's wedding, and she was the maid of honor. She should have walked away—friends don't sleep with their friends' brothers. But/0/23342/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ea067b3de512086b2239f7d44580695&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Mine to Take
After her sister ran away, Lily Morgan is set up as a replacement and is married off to Asher Allard to be a token of a successful contract. Blinded by her love for him, she goes through 5 years of an unrequited love marriage, where she is as good as invisible to her husband. However, her sister ret/0/22220/coverorgin.jpg?v=c075ae72fb8586f156173dfea294883e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fated to be Mine
"What right do you have to say horrible words at me when you were the one who drugged me? What kind of a man drugs his wife so as to trap her. Do you think I do not know of your escapades with My sister? You wanted a divorce right? You should have said it rather than trying to create a reason for/0/35749/coverorgin.jpg?v=0aed2bfe4a66c510b650731240e459d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MINE TO LOVE
I look at her and assess her, I know right now she thinks she might as well get fired with only a short time after her employment here. She doesn't even know the effect she has on me. She doesn't realise or know how weak I get when I am closer to her. She is so consumed by fear. She is going to be m/0/94372/coverorgin.jpg?v=5501f927db365b526bb98e5048ef34c9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pretend to Be Mine
Elena Ramirez has spent years cleaning up other people's messes-balancing a demanding analyst job by day and side hustles at night to pay off a mountain of family debt. Love was never on her agenda. Then Adrian Harrington, the city's most feared billionaire, makes an offer she can't ignore: pose as/0/49779/coverorgin.jpg?v=ea447c3239b8442d9c53902ca45ba4c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mine to Protect
“He took her, I went for water, and they are not there. I don’t know where they went, but he took her.” “We have to find Byron and fast.” He is over by the bar, “Alpha, Everly is missing.” “What do you mean missing?” Aimi is crying, “A guy Martin said Everly was his mate and wanted to talk to her. S/0/53266/coverorgin.jpg?v=267c9ce2b352cf5cacbb54e6e850990b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She’s Mine To Claim
Amara is a powerful healer who is forced to mate with the cruel High Lord Amoux. When she loses her abilities saving his intended pregnant mate, he has her banished and murdered. Reborn near triplet beast lord brothers cursed by the full moon, Amara accidentally becomes their mate. Her visions and s/0/75364/coverorgin.jpg?v=68b55546a896fdc6351a65afe28785ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Never Mine To Begin With
*BOOK SYNOPSIS* Violet is a cynic when it comes to love and she has every right to be, at least her family history is there as proof. Her great-grandmother was left at the altar by the love of her life when she was pregnant with her grandmother. Her grandmother was divorced by her grandfather when/0/22308/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7a2f5347ff2f12b0c12fba936459b73&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mine (mated to an enemy)
Mine Mated to an enemy Synopsis Jason Owen's POV Running through the woods in the late night, I can feel something pulling my wolf down to the stream even though I tried to restrict it. But the wolf himself wouldn't listen, this kind of pull I feel is different from the othe/0/32403/coverorgin.jpg?v=7b876cf06bcaf1d8566e0a2438c76f41&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forced To Have The Royal Baby
Prince Lior is the second prince of the Raester kingdom, and descending from a long line of werewolve-kings. He has a kind heart and Beautiful personality and also everything at his beck and call except for the one thing that he wants the most: the affection and acceptance of his mate. His first a/0/27033/coverorgin.jpg?v=401540d313443252e2cd76e4d5a9e335&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Please! I Want To Have Fun!
Belle Stefano, a transmigrator who comes from another world. She woke up one day on a different body. She lives her life leisurely not until she finds out that she’s inside the comic that she’s read and that she is the antagonist who will meet her end tragically by the male lead. Luke Andres Hendr/0/51752/coverorgin.jpg?v=e66d016e7a73f7f832e493b87afe67fb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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IN A WAR TO HAVE HER.
Her father, a gambler, owed a lot of money to a Wealthy Family Who are wolves particularly to Don Master Cole, who is rich, and hair to the Empire. He negotiated to give out the daughter on contract for marriage knowing he wouldn't be able to pay but wanted to benefit more from Cole. Nancy had no/0/30889/coverorgin.jpg?v=f4073b130dbf07a06a522eb0855e0cd9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Poisoned Love (Mine To Be
Blurb Meet Malia Stewart a beautiful rare gem, everyone dream girl, she attends one of the most popular school in Boston... She has this trait of been friends with everyone but never knew she was in the dungeon of fake friends because of her wealth... She develop feelings for one of the mos/0/46192/coverorgin.jpg?v=210af4c485ae191d55f148f617c62a1e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
