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The Billionaire's Secret Baby

She sold her body to save her mother’s life. She never expected the man she gave it to… would be her new boss. Or the father of her child. Isabella Howells had her future mapped out—until everything shattered in one day. Her mother was dying, her fiancé had stolen everything, and with nowhere left to turn, Isabella made a desperate decision that would haunt her forever. Five years later, she’s a single mother craving a fresh start in a quiet town. When she lands a dream job as executive assistant at StoneTech Solutions, it feels like fate is finally on her side—until she walks into her new boss’s office and comes face to face with Jake Stones, the man she thought she’d never see again. The one-night stand. The man who swore he couldn't have children but was somehow the father of her son, Timothy. Would she be able to do her job without thinking about the past? What happens when Jake Stones is bent on making Isabella his, unaware of his secret baby with her? Will she accept him? What happens when Jake's brother's schemes puts Timothy's life in danger and Isabella is forced to reveal the truth about Timothy's paternity? Will Jake accept this truth? Or will it break him and everything he'd ever come to know about Isabella Howells? Let's find out in this story of love, lies, betrayal, and a second chance that could cost everything. ******Excerpt****** Jake leaned back slowly, eyes narrowing, studying her with new intensity. "Tell me, Miss Howells," he said carefully, "have we met before?" Bella's heart lurched, panic flashing through her veins. Did he recognize her? It couldn't be. If he did, he wouldn't have asked her that. Besides, she had a reason to recognize his face, but him? He didn't have a reason to. She concluded. She forced herself to laugh lightly, shaking her head. "No, sir. I don't think so. I'd certainly remember if we had." Her words came out smoothly, but inside she was crumbling. Of course, I remember you, Jake. How could I not? You're the man who lied. The man who changed the course of her life with just one lie. Jake tilted his head, unconvinced. The denial in her voice didn't match the flicker in her eyes, or the way her hands gripped the edge of the chair just a little too tightly. She recognized him, too but was obviously lying to him. He nodded, deciding not to press further. Not yet. "Strange," he murmured, leaning back in his chair, a faint smile ghosting his lips. "I could've sworn you looked familiar." Bella kept her eyes lowered, pretending to be busy with the folder he slid across the desk. Jake let the silence stretch, his gaze never leaving her. Inside, his thoughts churned. She was lying — he was sure of it. That mole, those eyes, that voice… There was no mistaking her. She could hide behind her polished clothes and calm tone, but he knew. She was the one who had refused his help and had wanted to pay for whatever money he gave her. And if she thought she could walk into his world again and pretend otherwise, she was wrong.
BabyAngel2 · 117.4k Views

Conveniently His; The President's Secret Wife

"Wait," President Mason uttered, his tone low and biting.  Anastasia turned slowly, her heart sinking.  "You looked happy back there when George was flirting with you," he accused, his eyes bored into her. Anastasia froze, her eyes widening in disbelief.  "Flirting?" she repeated, a bitter scoff escaping her lips. "He was drunk, Mason. Everyone could see that." "That's not what I saw." Mason stepped closer, his voice cold. "You were laughing, enjoying it...just like you were with Nicholas."  At the mention of Nicholas, Anastasia's stomach churn.  "Ex...excuse me?" she asked, her voice trembling with restrained anger.  "You heard me!" He yelled at her. "First it was Nicholas, now a coworker. How low can you go?"  The words cut through Anastasia, her fists clenching as she fought back the tears threatening to spill.  She stared at him, fighting the urge to pounce on him when she finally raised her fingers, pulling out her wedding ring. "Let's get a divorce!"  --- Anastasia Stones never expected her life to turn into a whirlwind of power plays, and deep-seated secrets when she got into an arranged marriage with Mason Harrington, the enigmatic, cold-hearted President of a billion-dollar company because of her family's debt.  Their two years secret marriage was built on formality and indifference, with Mason's world revolving around business and control until Anastasia began working in his company, without anyone knowing she's the president's wife. And everything worsens when Nicholas, Mason's estranged half-brother and the company's COO, unexpectedly returns after five years.  His reappearance stirs old rivalries, pulling Anastasia into the center of a storm between the President and the COO of Harrington Tech Corporation. Will Anastasia find her voice and reclaim her independence, or will she remain a pawn in the game of two powerful men? And what happens after finding out she's pregnant for the President?
Nikkybrien270 · 33.8k Views

He was mine ,Until my Sister Claimed Him

“Iza, stop,” Parker said, shaking his head. “She’s your sister. You can’t expect me to just walk away from her.” Iza leaned closer, her voice low, almost daring. “She doesn’t deserve you. You know it. You feel it. You and I… we fit in ways she never will.” “That’s not true,” Parker shot back, but his tone wavered. “Lyka is my mate. The bond is real.” “Bonds can be broken,” Iza whispered, touching his arm. “Tell me you don’t think about me. Tell me you don’t want me.” Parker pulled away, guilt flashing in his eyes. “I… I can’t do this. I’ll talk to Lyka. We’ll sort this out.” But he didn’t walk out. Iza’s hand lingered on his arm. “See? You’re still here.” Parker swallowed hard. “That doesn’t mean—” “It means you feel it too,” she cut in softly. “Stop pretending.” He tried to move, but she stepped closer, her eyes searching his. Her perfume clung to the air, her warmth pressing against him. “Iza…” His voice was tight, warning, but weak. “Just one time,” she whispered. “No one has to know.” He should have left. He knew it. But when her lips brushed his, he didn’t pull away. His chest ached with guilt, his mind screamed Lyka’s name—but his body betrayed him. The kiss deepened, slow turning urgent, until there was no space left between them. Clothes fell, words disappeared, and soon the line he swore he’d never cross was gone. Later, tangled in the sheets, the sound of the door creaking open snapped everything back to reality. Lyka stood there. Her face was pale, her eyes wide, and for a heartbeat, Parker wished it was a nightmare. But it wasn’t. “I trusted you,” I whisper, my voice shaking. “And you chose her. My own sister.” He flinches but doesn’t let go of Iza. “It’s not what you think—” “It’s exactly what I think,” I cut him off. “You’re mine by fate. Marked by the Moon Goddess. And yet here you are.” Iza smiles, slow and venomous. “Maybe fate picked the wrong sister.” Every word is a blade. The child growing inside me twists like a warning. Anger, heartbreak, and desire crash through me all at once. “I came here to tell you I was carrying your child,” I say. “I thought we had a future.” He looks at me then, guilt flickering in his eyes, but his body doesn’t move. “I didn’t plan this,” he mutters. “I tried to fight it.” But even as he speaks, his hand tightens on Iza’s waist. Now I have to choose: fight for the Alpha I love, reclaim the bond fate gave us—or walk away and leave them to the ruin they’ve built. In a world ruled by packs, blood, and instinct, betrayal cuts deeper than claws, and desire is the hardest wound to heal.
bahti · 2.7k Views