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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 Kingpins Obsession
In the shadowy corners of New York City, where danger lurks at every turn, Lena Hart is a 21-year-old psychology student struggling to finish her degree while making ends meet. Fascinated by the complexities of the human mind, Lena aims to understand the dark motivations that drives people to do the/0/61998/coverorgin.jpg?v=9942d65b479b65f5bc03891c1934d52e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Little Angel
Emma, a hotheaded 23 year old nurse who is trapped in an unromantic relationship with her boyfriend Travis is kidnapped a night after she is proposed to. She struggles to escape, but what happens when her abductor gives her all the attention and praises she lacked from her other relationship?, the l/0/23298/coverorgin.jpg?v=3cb965e3b0466ec86d8d4c93602a9065&imageMogr2/format/webp)
(THE PSYCHO ANGEL)
I can remove your grief; I can erase your fears; I can ease your pain because I am God’s angel, and I believe that he sent me to a mission and that is to end people's pain; I am Helena, A religious woman, and I can help you end your pain by bringing it back to the Lord. With the help of my boyfrien/0/40266/coverorgin.jpg?v=80350212ce37235c954b06723f4776a5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Angel with Wings
She was what the humans called impossible. A half angel and half demon, an abomination. Erys was a young curious girl who grew up in the forest under the watch of Nyx, the last one of the great witches clan. She was called monster and demon by the humans due to her strange appearance, but the curio/0/60772/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7760b193126c15b01909383c73fff86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The angel from hell
He is a priest who is venerated and idolized by the town of Machia because he is a descendant of a king who lived there centuries ago. She is the heiress of one of the country's richest and most powerful politicians and lives in a world surrounded by luxury. He is centered, intelligent, creative a/0/8037/coverorgin.jpg?v=d05ef53ec41534dce56bc5646673fb91&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Angel of Terror
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THE BANISHED ANGEL
In Ancient times, killing and sin were prohibited. Angels roamed the face of the waters freely all free of sin and so pure. After so many years an angel broke the law out of envy and destroyed an angel which led to his banishment. The angel he destroyed survived and was among the league that sent h/0/63594/coverorgin.jpg?v=ababdd4e16b2ee4b19e167e827aea67c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vengeance Of The Angel
Alexander always knew Elara's love was a weapon. She, a soul clawed back from the depths, had targeted him-the object of his own lover's desire-as her perfect instrument of revenge. But as the game unfolded, a treacherous hope bloomed in his chest. Gazing into her stormy eyes, he dared to ask the qu/0/68067/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250521101554&imageMogr2/format/webp)
HELL'S ANGEL
Once upon a time, a beautiful man and a powerful king had a kingdom and lived happily with his family, until one fateful day, when he was cursed by a powerful Elyndrian witch to be bound to his own city as a beast who lives on the souls of men with no way of breaking the curse. He has lived for a mi/0/21896/coverorgin.jpg?v=1125cf010ac50bcedddde60ee70e4d87&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Broken Angel
Gabriella Finn a young adult gets raped by three men and that horrible night her Angel Zurier rips out his own wings so that he can touch this world to save her. After recovering from her ordeal she ends up dating one of her rapists unkowningly. Will she realize that she is dating the wrong person o/0/46141/coverorgin.jpg?v=37782775345a1d8484887d9add17afa9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Broken Angel
22 year old Dalia came to New York City to escape a traumatic past and start a new life. She met Alexander with whom she had a one night stand the weekend before she started her work as a personal assistant in one of the largest firms in the city. Her one night stand turned out to be her cold and s/0/75425/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b32f100ecdada9c345c6884f6adb7e0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE MAFIA'S ANGEL
"Fuck!" She finally said, still holding onto him. Don smirked. He was enjoying every bit of it and was not planning to stop anytime soon. He pulled out his fingers, gave her pûssy a smack before thrusting it in again and increasing the strokes, not minding her pleas./0/79463/coverorgin.jpg?v=1b18f21d50bc982318fc12072ec907df&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Devil's Little Angel
Running from hell, and towards the devil. Having caught her betrothed and her stepmother in an unforgivable act, Calista runs away into the arms of a stranger-Roman Cappellucci, the cold, calculating, and dangerous mafia boss of Chicago. Roman has worked his way to the top of the criminal underwor/0/44686/coverorgin.jpg?v=fc2c99bb48653841ec801135957763f3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE MAFIA'S CAPTIVE ANGEL
"Please don't do this. I beg of you." I mustered up the courage to speak these words. My voice is pleading, and my eyes are desperate to get to him. "I can't wait any longer. You don't know how bad I want you; even your tears turns me on." His face came closer to me. I could feel his warm breath on/0/47524/coverorgin.jpg?v=28b8b85180b964fa64cea7f70cc814e5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Angel
Daniel Knight is a 29 years old bachelor who has everything one can ever want. Looks, money, fame, power. He can have any girl he wants. But love? He doesn't believe in it. He just thinks it's not made for him. The end of the story. So, what happens if he accidentally comes across a young intern wor/0/68123/coverorgin.jpg?v=05594913731690183334c1e344acf0a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Angel Ordeal.
My wrists were bound above my head, the leather strap biting into my skin as I struggled uselessly. He circled me, his dark gaze devouring every inch of me. "You're trembling," He said, stopping in front of me, his voice a toxin. "Do you always tremble like this, or is it just when I'm about to rui/0/11385/coverorgin.jpg?v=d9b2f50586c99b20edf9e361e48ea638&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Angel in the House
Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore was born on July 23rd 1823 at Woodford in Essex. Although he is still relatively unknown his stature as a Victorian Poet continues to increase. After some uneven success at writing poetry in 1846 Coventry came to the post of printed book supernumary assistant at the B/0/84196/coverorgin.jpg?v=42ecd0c7559c526d91d829cda26990ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When the Angel Sings Again
On our tenth wedding anniversary, I believed I would finally become a true wife to Pastor Caleb Hughes, the man I dedicated my life and my "Voice of an Angel" to. But as I approached his study door, I heard voices that shattered my world. His mistress, Maria, demanded my voice for her unborn child/0/25652/coverorgin.jpg?v=78638eb55899ae8bff376ca1e6fd29b4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mated To The Angel King
My heart throbs harder as I watch the minute hand of my wrist watch gets closer to midnight. Panic makes my stomach churn. It's my eighteenth birthday, I should phase tonight or I will be the first wolfless she-wolf, not just in our pack but in the whole of Silver Creek Kingdom. Nothing would be mo/1/103937/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb2557a600f197010c0bd5263bdde298&imageMogr2/format/webp)
