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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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Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Each time you break a rule; I'll claim a part of your body as mine" Forced to marry the heir of the largest mafia syndicate to pay for her parent's debt and her grandmother's hospital bills. "Live with my son for 30 days, if you don't fall in love with him, I'll cancel this contract." Can Malissa live with the handsome, hot and dominating Hayden for 30 days without falling for his charms? However, there are rules to living with this lusty monster and as Malissa breaks them, she learns of pleasures that she never knew existed. As his touches set her on fire, her heart starts to melt. But does the two have a future together when Hayden is in love with someone else and Malissa cannot get over her ex-boyfriend? READ NOW to find out!/0/22414/coverorgin.jpg?v=e5b2262d55055b47424edc3834cba055&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Possession of the Mafia Don
'I had not expected to breed you, little girl.' He said, his voice emotionless but his eyes were hot with lust,' You were just a plaything to be used till I tired of you, But there was no way I would let any child of mine grow up as a bastard.' My breath caught in my throat at the sheer cruelty, the heartlessness of his words. Was that all I had been to him? The young innocent woman and the older, heartless Mafia Boss who cannot have enough of her. A story of desire, a story of lust Above all a story of LOVE./0/52352/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e1631ddc26a236eaa84b2866c6241dc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Touch Of Death
"Tip for you gorgeous". I smiled seductively at my 84th customer for tonight. He'll be the last because I feel tired and I want to go home and rest. I saw a lot this night. "Thanks daddy", I bit my lower lip to look seductive and I saw her swallowing so I smiled even more. Before he could speak, I/0/1683/coverorgin.jpg?v=20171122142932&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Touch of Abner
These words drawled slowly forth produced an immediate effect, and caused fifty people to straighten suddenly up and look enquiringly around. The reporter of The Live Wire gave one lightning glance toward the speaker, and then began to write rapidly upon his pad lying before him. The chairman, too,/0/18543/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ce7aaa0c996b5bdd3ce2f3c428a37bb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Touch Of Fancy
A drugged Clark enters her room and his last line of defense crumbles to bits as he lays eyes on Rachel's face. The night had been wonderful. However, neither of them could have expected the dangers that were to come: Rachel's sister, fuelled with jealousy for her, and a desire for Clark, will try/0/40982/coverorgin.jpg?v=917faa2463cdc12178edd2cdba1f1190&imageMogr2/format/webp)
One Touch of Serenity
"I can't do this anymore, Hannah. I can't wake up another day without you by my side. You own me, Hannah. You grasp my every thought. Please, come back to me" ***** Forty-Year-old Hannah Morales married at the age of twenty-two to please her parents. But after a life of trauma that has left her with/0/37983/coverorgin.jpg?v=2254a2ea5d31f4431f6c6f4ee48c5697&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Angel Of Death
Dr. Alexander, a respected psychologist, is forced to confront his deepest fears when he agrees to counsel the infamous killer, the Angel of Death, Ezrael/Ezra. But When a simple consulting turns into a prison break, Ezra decides to keep him captive and now Dr. Alexander must navigate the treacher/0/27473/coverorgin.jpg?v=75452f0ad6bc72b9ca4547ca306759d9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
At Crossroads: Of Death?
In a world filled with madness, horror, death, supernatural disturbances who would survive the clashing of gods, the hunting of monsters and the fighting of demons? Delve into this world to discover the secret behind supernatural worlds and powers-a world where only those with powers can survive!/0/20456/coverorgin.jpg?v=a957c187a118965bd0952edda9da2b09&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Queen Of Death
"P-please let me go, a-and I'll do a-anything e-even, if n-not saying a w-word about i-it." - Elliot. "Oh...Bunny, Bunny, Bunny. My sweet Bunny. Even if I let you go for now you're still my...prey. My prey. My bunny." - Luna. ~*~*~*~*~ Elliot Amell is a twenty year old new student at the Universi/0/85024/coverorgin.jpg?v=12e792bb6eec0fc5b32309c77894b098&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Midas Touch of Vengeance
My name is Ava Green, and I have a secret gift: anything I touch turns to gold when my emotions run high. After 500 transformations, I earned a wish, and on the glowing silk sheets of a night filled with love, I used it to make my husband, Mark Sterling, CEO of the planet' s largest tech company, I/0/42752/coverorgin.jpg?v=050c5caa6568ff40173cc5c92642192e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Call of Death
A series of murders occurred. People die after receiving a call from an unknown number. When the authorities are left with no choice, Cameron Caiseus Lee – a cold but talented detective together with an infamous police officer named Devius Wayne Chad – is given the task to investigate and capture th/0/29091/coverorgin.jpg?v=8bf32a21b15e2d7e659517f5d7bb84c2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Angel of Death
Is it possible to fall in love when you don't know what love is? Turns out it is. Chiara had no idea what love meant, she could not comprehend complex emotions. She had lived her life based on logic and certain principles, until he comes in and the sensible way no longer seem right. Murder came easy/0/29338/coverorgin.jpg?v=a12db805ad346ca958444ef0e305dfcf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Angel Of Death System
Jace Michael was born into a world filled with humans, angels, demons, beasts, Nephilim, and cambium. The Angels and demons invaded the earth and took overruling the human race. Both parties were deadly enemies who fought each other for years and later signed a treaty to stay together on earth and/0/15768/coverorgin.jpg?v=548f25d7d268fcaac7ad65f11e5536c3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Crimson Trail of Death
Sierra Monroe's life spirals into darkness when she's drawn into the world of the powerful De Santos brothers-one a ruthless, undisclosed mafia leader, the other a billionaire hiding dangerous secrets. Desperate to save her mother, Sierra agrees to a contract marriage with Adrian De Santos, hoping f/0/42302/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c32268c4f3c7e335e16c52ef0329a23&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Capturing The Angel of Death
To the vast majority, the concept and understanding of death was not very welcoming. To them, death was the end of life, the power to destroy life and the end and destruction of all hope and happiness. To those who had given up on life, it was like the first rain of the year; A kind shower that ende/0/25547/coverorgin.jpg?v=cbbed009bf90f04d49480c10a6310418&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Touch
Eli I sit outside in my truck and wait, my cock hard and thick, throbbing with need. Today’s the day, but we have to keep up appearances. There are already too many eyes on us. One step out of line and it could be bad. She’s the most important thing in my life, and I will do everything to protect h/0/2080/coverorgin.jpg?v=72894d028213070350f2a15fce84811a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Life and Death of John of Barne
Life and Death of John of Barne by John Lothrop Motley/0/23341/coverorgin.jpg?v=56b1010a11959f1c3051d6b559c12889&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hushhh..... The Book Of Death
Someone said right that the monsters are not only found in stories some of them are living with us in this real world, these monsters are similar to us they have the same appearance like us even some of them are too handsome to resist, the same thing happened to me when the most handsome man came in/1/114471/coverorgin.jpg?v=87121d5d0ac2e7f3d8f6bf3490eacaf7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Death Of A Marriage, Birth Of Revenge
My husband watched as my skin melted, scalded by boiling soup, yet his hands were busy comforting my attacker. Five years of marriage, built on a foundation of my family's power, crumbled with a single, brutal act of betrayal. He bought me off with a penthouse and a trust fund, but I tore out my IV/0/63664/coverorgin.jpg?v=03cf1c5e87295da12b347cb2e8474e31&imageMogr2/format/webp)
