Three years ago, Hazel Vance made a choice that changed everything. One night of passion with a mysterious stranger at a masquerade ball left her with more than just memories—it left her with a son whose rare violet-blue eyes are a constant reminder of the father she'll never find.

Now a struggling single mother, Hazel desperately needs the executive assistant position at Sterling Group. The salary could finally give her two-year-old Leo the life he deserves. But her new boss, CEO Liam Sterling, is nothing like she expected.

Demanding, brilliant, and devastatingly handsome, Liam has a reputation for being impossible to work for. Most assistants don't last a week. When Hazel refuses to be intimidated by his cold demeanor and sharp tongue, something shifts between them. The attraction is immediate and electric, crackling through every professional interaction.

But it's his eyes that stop her cold. The same striking violet-blue shade that stares back at her every morning when she looks at her son.

As the tension between them builds and the lines between professional and personal begin to blur, Hazel finds herself caught between her desperate need for this job and her growing attraction to the one man who could destroy everything she's worked for.

She doesn't know that Liam has been searching for the mysterious woman from the masquerade ball ever since that night changed him forever. And he has no idea that the composed, fiery assistant who challenges him at every turn is the same woman who haunts his dreams.

When the truth finally comes to light, will it bring them together or tear apart the fragile new life Hazel has built for herself and her son?

What the hell just happened? How did those three vultures appear out of nowhere? We were making progress with the women. Hazel was finally softening toward me. Then those predators swooped in and destroyed everything.


It wasn't enough for them to show up and cling to us like desperate leeches. That viper Isabella Clairemont had to announce we shared a "passionate night" on my sofa. Passionate night my ass. I was unconscious from alcohol poisoning. But how could I explain that to Hazel? She would never believe I remembered nothing, that I was completely out of my mind. My world was crashing down.


The moment those harpies turned away from us, Damian, Adrian, and I exchanged glances and launched ourselves forward, shoving those ridiculous women to the floor.


"Ow, baby, why would you do that? You're hurting me!" Isabella Clairemont shrieked from the ground. "Help me up, sweetheart."


Chapter 80 - Chapter 80 - Aftermath and Destruction