Losing Baby to His Schemes

When gifted cellist Vivienne Aurel inherits her late father's catastrophic $4.2 million debt, she expects to lose everything. She doesn't expect the debt to be bought by Caspian Vane, the most feared private equity magnate in New York. Caspian doesn't want to ruin her; he wants her to work exclusively for him as the artistic director of his new cultural foundation for eighteen months. Forced into his world under a binding agreement, Vivienne prepares to fight against a cold, transactional cage. But as the intense, quiet proximity between them begins to blur the lines of their contract, she discovers a terrifying truth: the man who now owns her future has been watching her from the shadows long before she ever knew his name.

For five years, I was the wife of Jace Sharpe, the city's untouchable "Golden Boy." I was a loyalty consultant paid ten million dollars to make him fall in love, but I was the one who ended up genuinely falling for him. Then his old flame, Fallon, reappeared. When I told him I was pregnant with our child, his face became a mask of stone. Fallon smirked from the steps of his private jet. "The baby has come at the wrong time," he said, his voice as cold as ice. "It must be aborted." He had his men drag me to a clinic. As the anesthetic took hold, I heard him give a final, cruel order to the doctor: "A hysterectomy. I want to ensure there are no more… inconvenient surprises." He destroyed my body and our child for another woman. Lying in that sterile room, my love turned to icy hatred. I reached for a burner phone I hadn't touched in years and sent a single message to a mysterious contact. The reply was instant: "I'll pick you up in fifteen days."

Savannah made a habit of stealing my boyfriends, sponsors, and spotlight, turning me into a campus laughingstock. When she publicly flaunted a painting from my ex at a cafe, she expected me to break. But this time, I am not the helpless victim. I am fully prepared to turn the tables on my former best friend. With the mysterious Julian Thorne as my ultimate ally, my meticulously planned retaliation is about to begin, and Savannah won't see it coming.

Spending her savings to surprise her husband, a woman encounters a socialite on a flight who reveals she is the mistress of a powerful Don. The shock deepens when the stranger’s jewelry and stories mirror her own life. Realizing her husband, Matteo, has hidden his rise from a low-level enforcer to a mob leader, she must face his infidelity and lies. This action-packed mafia romance follows her journey as she decides to leave him and reclaim everything she is owed.

Emma spent three years enduring her mother-in-law's venom and her husband Mark's icy neglect, all for a love she believed in. Then she caught him toasting their anniversary with his mistress—and he slid divorce papers across the table, certain she'd end up begging in the streets. He had no idea she was never the penniless orphan he married, but heir to a billion-dollar empire. At the city's most glittering banquet, Emma unmasked her true identity and claimed the arm of Arthur Vance, the underworld's most feared mafia boss. As Mark's company collapses, he's on his knees—but a queen never looks back.

Antoinette stood on the manicured church lawn, the blinding summer sun stabbing her eyes. The funeral service for her parents had just ended. A hand wrapped around her trembling shoulder, carrying the sharp, cloying scent of Fabian Cash's cologne. It was the exact same cologne her fiancé wore the night he locked her in a burning house to die in her previous life. Now, wearing a mask of sorrowful devotion, Fabian tried to drag her to his car to control her parents' massive life insurance payout. When she shoved him away in pure nausea, his mother Eleanor immediately shrieked to the crowd, deploying her usual guilt trip. "She's lost her mind! The girl has completely snapped!" The townspeople whispered and pointed fingers, watching Fabian play the victim as he tightened his bruising grip on her wrist, claiming she was hysterical and needed to be locked away. Antoinette stared at the mother and son who had conspired to steal her family's estate and end her life. The rage inside her felt like battery acid pumping through her veins. They didn't care if she lived or died; they only cared about the money. How could she let them strip her of everything again? She didn't hesitate. She swung with every bit of strength she possessed, slapping Fabian across the face in front of the entire town. "The engagement is over," she announced coldly. Then, she turned her back on her greedy ex-fiancé and walked straight toward the terrifyingly powerful billionaire Hiram Graves, ready to let the world burn.