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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Jordyn's strength was fueled by rage. He gave one last, vicious tug, and Aubree stumbled forward, the designer tote bag ripped from her grasp.

He didn't hesitate. He turned the bag upside down and shook it violently.

The contents spilled onto the grimy sidewalk. A tube of red lipstick rolled into the gutter. Her wallet slapped against the concrete. A set of keys, a paperback novel, a small notebook... and a single, small, white cardboard box.

Jordyn's eyes zeroed in on it instantly. He snatched it up.

He stared at the words printed on the side, his face contorting. His head snapped up, his eyes blazing with a wild, accusatory fire. He held the empty box aloft like a prosecutor revealing damning evidence.

"A morning-after pill?!" he roared, his voice cracking loud enough for the entire street to hear. "What is this? Huh? You tell me why the hell you have this!"

The blood drained from Aubree's face. She had completely forgotten the empty box was still tucked into a side pocket of her bag.

A collective gasp went through the crowd of onlookers. Their whispers grew louder, more pointed.

In Jordyn's simple, self-centered world, the equation was brutal and clear: she had taken a morning-after pill, which meant she had slept with someone else.

"Who was it?" he screamed, his face inches from hers. He grabbed her by the shoulders, shaking her hard. "Who is the bastard? Is it your rich boss? The one who just fired you?"

Paige scrambled to her feet and tried to pull him off. "Get your hands off her!"

He shoved Paige away again, sending her stumbling back. He raised his hand, his palm open, ready to strike.

Time seemed to slow down. Aubree flinched, bracing for the impact.

It never came.

A hand, strong and steady, shot out and clamped around Jordyn's wrist, stopping his arm mid-swing.

Jordyn cried out in pain and surprise, twisting to see who had intervened. He found himself staring into a pair of cold, emotionless eyes.

It was Alex Nash. Beck's aide, dressed in his immaculate suit, looked less like an assistant and more like a Secret Service agent.

High above, Beck had watched through the binoculars. He couldn't read the words on the small white box, but he saw Jordyn's face twist in fury as he held it up. He saw Aubree's expression of pure, unadulterated horror. He didn't need to read the label to know it was something that exposed her. And then he saw Jordyn's hand rise to strike her. That was when he'd pressed the button on his desk, a direct line to his security chief, and given a single, clipped order.

Alex applied a slight, almost casual pressure to Jordyn's wrist. "Sir," he said, his voice dangerously calm. "I suggest you release the lady. Now."

Jordyn struggled, but Alex's grip was like steel. With another twist, Jordyn yelped and his hand flew open, releasing Aubree.

"And I suggest you leave," Alex added, his voice dropping a degree colder. "Before the NYPD gets involved in a discussion about public assault."

Jordyn's eyes darted around at the sea of cell phones now recording his every move. Fear finally broke through his rage. He shot Aubree a look of pure venom, spat on the sidewalk, and then scurried away, disappearing into the crowd.

Alex helped Paige to her feet, then turned to Aubree, who was on her hands and knees, frantically gathering her scattered belongings. Her fingers closed around the damning white box, stuffing it deep into her purse.

She thought the nightmare was over. She stood up, ready to thank Alex, to get away from all the staring eyes.

But Alex wasn't looking at her. He was holding out his phone. It was already on an active call. The screen read: Beck Franco. Beck had heard every damning word through the open line.

Her hand trembled as she took it. She pressed it to her ear.

"Get in my car," Beck's voice commanded, leaving no room for argument. "Now."

Aubree looked up. Alex gestured subtly with his head. A black, armored-looking Maybach had pulled up silently to the curb, its tinted windows as dark and impenetrable as its owner's eyes.

Her heart sank. He had seen. He must have seen everything. The fight. The accusation. The box.

And he knew she wasn't engaged.

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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.

Action Mafia Romance

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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