Pregnant With The Ruthless Billionaire's Secret

Aubree Hamilton was the top-tier executive assistant to Wall Street's most ruthless titan, Beck Franco. A month ago, she made a catastrophic mistake and spent the night in his bed. Thinking she had erased the mistake with a morning-after pill, she panicked upon his return and lied about being engaged to push him away. But Beck, a man who despised disloyalty above all else, immediately suspended her and ordered her escorted out of the building. Her nightmare only escalated when her toxic ex-boyfriend attacked her on the street, tearing her purse open and exposing the empty morning-after pill box to the public—and to Beck, who was watching from his penthouse. After having his security rescue her, Beck trapped her in his car, ruthlessly tearing apart her fake engagement. Later in her apartment, the suffocating tension between them almost ignited into a kiss, but a violent wave of nausea suddenly hit Aubree. She shoved him away with all her strength and violently threw up in the bathroom. Beck took it as the ultimate physical disgust. He walked out, deeply humiliated and dangerously obsessed, unleashing his resources to investigate her every move. Left alone and trembling, Aubree finally checked the crushed white box. The pill she took had expired a month ago. Staring at the two bright pink lines on the pregnancy test, she made a desperate vow: Beck Franco could never know she was carrying his child, and she had to disappear before he found out.

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She moved like a ghost.

Down the elevator, through the gleaming, cathedral-like lobby of Franco Enterprises. She clutched her purse, her only possession. HR would have the contents of her desk couriered to her, she'd been told. A neat, sterile amputation.

Colleagues glanced her way, their faces a mixture of curiosity and caution. No one approached her. In Beck Franco's kingdom, the condemned were given a wide berth.

Paige was waiting for her just outside the revolving glass doors, her face etched with worry. "Oh my God, Aubree. What happened? Did he fire you?"

Aubree could only manage a numb nod. The tears she'd been holding back burned at the back of her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. Not here.

"That bastard," Paige seethed, her voice a furious whisper. "Over a stupid gift?"

Aubree shook her head. She couldn't tell her the real reason. She couldn't tell anyone. The shame was a physical weight, pressing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe. All she wanted was to disappear, to crawl into her apartment and pull the world in after her.

"Aubree!"

The voice cut through the noise of the street, a sound she had hoped to never hear again.

She stiffened, turning slowly. There, on the sidewalk, looking utterly out of place amongst the sea of bespoke suits, was Jordyn Roth. Her ex-boyfriend.

He wore ripped jeans and a faded band t-shirt, his hair a mess. He rushed toward her, his face a mask of what he probably thought was remorse.

"Babe, I know I messed up," he said, reaching for her hands. "Just give me one more chance. Please."

A wave of revulsion washed over her. She had broken up with him a month ago, after finding texts from another girl on his phone.

"Jordyn, it's over," she said, her voice flat and cold. "Leave me alone."

It was the middle of the afternoon, but the street was still a river of people-executives heading to late lunches, couriers rushing past. Many of her colleagues, lingering outside for a coffee break, recognized Jordyn from the handful of times he'd picked her up. Whispers started to ripple through the crowd.

Jordyn's pleading expression curdled into something ugly. "Over? Just like that? Because I made one little mistake? Did you find someone else? Someone rich from this shiny tower?"

His words were like acid, burning her raw nerves. The irony was so thick she could have choked on it.

Paige stepped between them. "Hey, man, back off. She said to leave."

Jordyn shoved her aside. "This isn't about you." He grabbed Aubree's arm, his grip surprisingly strong. "Aubree, just talk to me. Five minutes." His voice was begging, but his eyes were hard and possessive.

"Let go of me," she hissed, trying to wrench her arm free. His fingers only tightened, like a vise.

The scene was escalating, drawing more and more stares. Aubree's face burned with humiliation. To be suspended by a billionaire and publicly harassed by a deadbeat musician all in the same hour felt like a special kind of hell.

Fifty floors above them, Beck Franco stood at his window, watching the ugly little drama unfold on the street below.

Alex Nash stood a respectful distance behind him. "That's the ex-boyfriend, sir," he reported, his voice neutral. "Jordyn Roth. Drummer in a band that plays dive bars in Brooklyn."

Beck's gaze was fixed, his expression unreadable. He raised a pair of powerful binoculars to his eyes. He couldn't make out every detail in the chaos, but he saw Jordyn's hand clamped around Aubree's arm, her face pale with fear. His jaw tightened, a muscle twitching in his cheek. The air in the office grew heavy, cold.

Down on the sidewalk, Jordyn's desperation was tipping into rage. He lunged for her purse.

"What's in here, huh? A gift from your new sugar daddy?" he snarled, tugging at the leather strap.

"Stop it!" Aubree cried, clutching her bag for dear life. Inside was her wallet, her keys, her life... and secrets she would die before letting him see.

The public spectacle, the shouting, the raw humiliation-it was all playing out on the grand stage of Wall Street. And high above, a pair of stormy gray eyes watched it all, a silent, powerful judge, as the gears of fate began to turn.

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When life burned her world to ashes, she chose to bloom. After a childhood tragedy and years of abuse under her aunt's control, Kiera Sinclair never imagined her freedom would come disguised as another prison; a forced marriage to the cold and powerful billionaire, Ryan Montenegro in place of her cousin. Their union, born from deceit and desperation, begins as a battlefield. Ryan believes Kiera is part of a plot against him, while she silently carries scars from a past he cannot begin to understand. But as walls crumble and truth peeks through the cracks, their hatred gives way to something dangerously tender. Through the trials, Kiera grows stronger, learning to navigate the world of wealth, manipulation, and love with courage and self-assurance. Just as love dares to grow, Luciana Salvador; Ryan's actual lover and the unstable daughter of Sandra Montenegro's late friend burns with a vengeance when she realises Ryan's closeness with Keira yet she only let him marry Keira so she could bore him a child through surrogacy and then divorce her and come back to her. Her obsession turns deadly, her lies spark chaos, and her darkness threatens to consume them all. Luciana secretly aligns with Alex, forming a dangerous partnership where Alex manipulates situations to pressure Kiera, while Luciana fuels Ryan's emotional turmoil and spreads deception, making them a formidable, intertwined threat. Caught between revenge, heartbreak, and buried family secrets, Kiera must decide: will she rise from the ruins or let the past destroy what's left of her heart?

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8.2

His Friend, My Living Hell

8.2

My father's routine heart surgery went horribly wrong, leaving him in a coma. The surgeon was Fabiola, my husband Julian's celebrated childhood friend. When I begged Julian to use his immense resources to save him, he gave me a chilling ultimatum: my father's life for Fabiola's career. To protect her, he stood by as she deliberately scalded my hand with boiling soup. He locked me in a rat-infested wine cellar to "teach me a lesson." He even force-fed me peanuts, knowing I had a deadly allergy, and had me committed to a psychiatric hospital when I still wouldn't break. I didn't understand how the man who once promised to build a fortress around me had become the one launching the attack, all for a woman he claimed was just a friend. So, as Fabiola shoved me from the deck of our yacht into the dark water below, I didn't fight. I let myself fall, because faking my death was the only way to destroy them both.

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8.6

HIS to CLAIM ALPHA ZEKE

8.6

He marked her like property.Then Completely turned on her Cecelia was never meant to survive the bond, she was just meant to bleed for it.chosen for her pack use for an alignment, discarded when she became inconvenient.zeke took everything from her: her freedom, her future,and something she never meant to give; her heart But she didn't die. She learned. Now she's back, unrecognizable, with poison in her smile and vengeance stitched into her skin. His mark still burns on her body.But the girl he broke is gone And the woman she's become want nothing to do with him she doesn't want his love She wants him to break And this time, she'll make sure he stays broken

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9.1

Mr. Mafia's Obsession: His Darkest Desire

9.1

Elena’s life shatters when she is forced into a dangerous arrangement with Dante, a ruthless and powerful mafia boss. Trapped in his shadow, she must navigate a world of violence and secrets while he becomes increasingly obsessed with her. As Dante’s dark desires consume him, Elena struggles to survive his possessive grip. Their volatile connection blurs the line between fear and passion, leading to a high-stakes game of loyalty and betrayal.

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9.2

My lover's revenge after my death

9.2

Five years after my death, the street punk banished by the Mafia family returned to this soil as a highly respected Godfather. He didn't come back for turf or business. He came for revenge. He wanted to make me regret the day I "betrayed" him. He framed my father as a rat. He locked my mother in a pitch-black basement until she went blind. He crippled my brother's right arm, stripping away his gift as a top-tier sniper forever. To find me and exact his vengeance personally, he had turned himself into a monster. "She’s dead! She’s been dead!" my brother roared. "Five years ago! When The Commission sent hitters after you, she took the fall! She burned to ashes so you could live!"

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7.6

Replaced By A Mistress: The Wife's Revenge

7.6

I went to the City Clerk's office to update my passport, desperate to feel alive again after losing my ability to draw. Instead, the clerk handed me a reality that killed me. "Mrs. Crosby," she whispered, her face drained of color. "You aren't married to Bennet. The divorce was finalized three years ago. On October 12th." The date hit me harder than a physical blow. October 12th was the day my right hand was crushed. The day Gianna Skinner, a woman obsessed with my husband, shattered twenty-seven bones in my drawing hand with a marble bust. Bennet, the most ruthless Don in New York, had promised me justice. He swore he locked Gianna in a dungeon to rot for hurting his "Angel." But the screen in front of me told a different story. He had married Gianna the very same day he divorced me. I drove to the Lake House where she was supposed to be suffering. I didn't find a prison; I found a modern glass palace. There they were, sitting on a swing set I had designed. Gianna wasn't rotting. She was laughing in his lap, wearing a silk robe. "She is so pathetic," Gianna purred, tracing his jaw. "Five years and she still thinks she is the Lady of the house." Bennet chuckled, the sound dark and terrifying. "She is broken, Gianna. A bird with no wings. She has no value to the Family anymore, except as a trophy on my shelf. She is my pet. You are my fire." My phone buzzed in my pocket. A text from Bennet. "Happy Anniversary, my Angel. Tonight, I give you the world." He wasn't giving me the world. He was building a cage out of lies. Through a bugged ring, I later heard his endgame: he planned to institutionalize me for "mental instability" so he could bring Gianna into the light. I didn't go home to cry. I went to my office and opened a secure browser on the dark web. *Subject: Protocol Erasure.* *Target: Harper Cline.* *Execution: Immediate.* Bennet thought he had broken his pet. He was about to realize he had just unleashed a lioness.

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