The Jilted Heiress And The Cold CEO

“For five years in London, I held onto the Carlisle patriarch's promise: when I returned, Ethan and I would finally get married. But when I rushed into Ethan's arms at the airport, his phone rang, and everything shattered. "Just picking up my sister," he cooed to the woman on the other end. He didn't take me home. He drove straight to his girlfriend, Morgan, letting her passionately kiss him right in front of me. At my welcome party, Morgan deliberately rigged a game of Truth or Dare to publicly humiliate me. She forced Ethan to choose between his girlfriend and his "ward" of a sister. Under the flashing club lights, the man who had chased away every guy I ever talked to just sat there, letting his friends tear me apart as a pathetic joke. I didn't understand. If I was just a sister, why did he call me every night? Why did he spend years giving me false hope, only to trample on my dignity so casually? Standing outside the club, shivering and utterly disillusioned, I made my choice. I turned my back on Ethan and walked straight toward Damien Carlisle-the ruthless, terrifying family CEO everyone feared. "I want to work in your department," I told him. I was done being their fragile little ornament. It was time to build an empire of my own.”