0
TOP UP
Reading History
Sign out
Get the APPWorking for Klaus
/1/129475/coverorgin.jpg?v=7cffc475e4bbe7e23904a63fe7cd1bf2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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."
/1/104988/coverorgin.jpg?v=4e2304cc093d13f35c5b6c51f48dd21a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Entangled With Adonis Klaus
Instinctively, my hands went around his neck and my fingers found the softness of his hair. Adonis responded by intensifying the kiss which was making everything within me fly without limits. I was already admonishing myself to follow Adonis's actions when Jake's voice almost screamed my name. Certa/0/12369/coverorgin.jpg?v=d7db5d9c7afdd7c2815c0be80b9fa632&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/6843/coverorgin.jpg?v=d25df59bf13620a088550ee0d1367593&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/20325/coverorgin.jpg?v=a906b9e8abed64cbf312e39d929927cb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
For Better or For Worse
When all is gone, how can I believe she'll stay for better or for worse?/0/9283/coverorgin.jpg?v=f047e70160cc5c69766ee96499e443f1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/40839/coverorgin.jpg?v=b13bcaa8c25662e4a1064583aa4ab790&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha For Him, Alpha For Her
"Maya, dear." He said taking another step forward, he could now smell the sweet tang of the cherry, favored wine she had been sipping. "I only have eyes for one woman." "Really?" She asked, looking up at him. "And who is this woman?" Roland could smell something else on her now, he could smell it/0/77587/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250801135250&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His for the night; Bound for life
At twenty, she was taken to a night club for the first time. Now, at twenty six, she meets with the one man she has ever slept with. Christopher Allen. She had taken his money and ran. She always hoped to never come across him again. Now, he appears and wants to take his daughter or they get marri/0/86627/coverorgin.jpg?v=4c287c623c19e1a7c35270e82ab2ae4f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn For Vengeance, Not For Love
The sterile scent of the morgue was the last thing I remembered, watching my own lifeless body while my mother sobbed for someone else. My death, labeled a suicide after pushing my foster sister Ashley down the stairs, was a lie. No one cried for me, Chloe Chen; only for Ashley Miller, my mother S/0/39377/coverorgin.jpg?v=2b582a534cbea415fee8ad555f489474&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Origin: Vampires and Werewolves
Two sisters go from intimates to rivals after the death of their older sister. They meet powerful men who will make them the first of their kind: Vampires and Werewolves. The story begins with a drama detailing the moment they make the decision to give birth to new creatures./0/6642/coverorgin.jpg?v=47fb9c3e4d4b37ebb010596080056a63&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/40528/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260519082042&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vindicated
A heat that burns hotter than Hellfire A love that will save them all Just when I settled things with my vengeful god, I’m about to lose him to the forces of Hell. Our enemies are immortal, mounting, and determined to tear us apart. We’re fighting Kings, Queens, and primordial demons. They’re joi/0/39434/coverorgin.jpg?v=df8928ae81c5466719fed6206f7d6ad2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sold to the Mafioso
Andressa lives in Brazil without knowing her true origins. The woman she believed to be her mother sold her to the mafia to pay off her debt and live comfortably. But Andressa discovers the whole charade and flees from the mafia while pregnant. Her father finds her and takes her to the United States/0/18573/coverorgin.jpg?v=e9cae3b1eaf5cffe1176b3217f066c29&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Sweet Super Wife
Never in her wildest dreams did Nancy imagine she would wake up one day with superpowers. Having grown up wealthy and spoiled, she was used to a life of luxury. However, it all came crashing down when her family got into a car accident-- her father died immediately, but her mother suffered in the h/0/18657/coverorgin.jpg?v=9a79d7acdcacd7fdcdb981c8d1613e94&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Absolute Fondness: Loving You Is My Occupation
The day Julie married James, she felt right away that he didn't love her. For him, she was the most vicious and despicable woman that he had ever met. She accepted his maltreatment but what she didn't expect was for him to deprive their child of his care and affection. After her first miscarriage, h/1/102178/coverorgin.jpg?v=72512b2326a980a03ef4a85e2eb079b7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
STITCHED FOR REVENGE
Elena Carter is a quiet seamstress trying to survive on the little her late mother left behind. Her family's tiny tailor shop-barely holding two old manual sewing machines-is the only thing feeding her siblings and keeping her mother's legacy alive. She never dreamed of luxury or fame. All she wante/1/108037/coverorgin.jpg?v=c1ced1fb958ba82c5e2e1fe3764f4386&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bought For His Legacy
'Happy married life Liora,' my stepsister, Camille, chuckled, mockery dripping from her voice. She leaned closer to me, her lips brushing against my ear as her voice dropped down to a whisper, 'Though your husband already started it with another woman.' **** Sold off in a marriage of conveni/1/108931/coverorgin.jpg?v=3dc46f83cc7826502c7fb3dd1be01a0f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Crave For Love
Lily grew up surrounded by warmth, responsibility and love. As the eldest child in a close-knit family, she learned early how to nurture others, yet deep inside she longed for the protective affection she never received as a child which is the love of an elder brother. When she marries young, ful/0/24094/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e95a9900112fe6e152606467f9e080f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/25683/coverorgin.jpg?v=018c8db892de614e729eabc47dadb903&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mate for an Alpha
This story is not about your regular mate-bound werewolf but how a human girl in a werewolf pack rose from a mere human statue to a super Alpha Luna. In a pack, she was despised by those who were supposed to support and care for her. --- Aries was not going to take the verdict of their pack Alph/0/40060/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260519071431&imageMogr2/format/webp)
