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Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife
Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.Across the white tablecloth of Serafina, Bradyn Hubbard—Cara Lewis's boyfriend of three years—set his wine down and leaned forward. He pulled a thick, cream-colored envelope from his jacket and slid it across the table until it rested in front of her.
Cara looked down. The gold foil lettering was fresh from the press.
Engagement Gala
Groom: Bradyn Hubbard
Bride: Hailie Lewis
Venue: The Lewis Estate, Long Island. Next Saturday.
"Cara, let's be realistic," Bradyn said, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper. "Hailie is my ticket to the top. Marrying her is the only shortcut for a guy like me to get a seat on the board. I don't love her—she's just the ladder I have to climb for my career."
Cara stared at the card, then lifted her cold amber eyes to meet his. "So you're proposing what, exactly?"
Bradyn gave a smug, self-satisfied smile.
"We break up publicly. But in private? Nothing has to change. You funded my MBA and paid my rent for three years—I haven't forgotten that. Stay quiet, be my little secret on the side, and once I secure the Lewis assets, I'll make sure you're taken care of in luxury."
Cara stared at his shameless face, her voice dropping into a dangerous, silky calm. "You sold yourself as a kept man to my stepsister, and you expect me to be your dirty little secret?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly, Cara," Bradyn scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "That's how men get ahead in Manhattan. Be realistic, Cara. You're broke and you have no one. Who else is going to take care of you? Don't be stupid. Just take the deal."
Cara looked at him for one quiet second, her lips curving into a razor-sharp smile.
"In your wildest dreams, Bradyn."
Without a second's hesitation, Cara picked up her crystal tumbler and threw the cold bourbon and ice straight into his face.
The freezing liquor drenched his styled hair and soaked the collar of his designer shirt. Bradyn gasped, shooting up from the velvet booth in sheer shock, frantically wiping his stinging eyes.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he snarled, glaring at her as neighboring tables turned to stare.
Cara set the empty glass down with a quiet, deliberate tap.
Without breaking eye contact, she reached into her Saint Laurent bag, pulled out a thick manila folder, and dropped it heavily onto his soaked lap.
"Open it, parasite," Cara said calmly.
Bradyn's hands shook as he ripped the folder open.
A thick stack of forensic-grade photographs spilled across the table. His breath caught in his throat—the photos showed him and Hailie completely naked, tangled in the satin sheets of a suite at the Baccarat Hotel.
Taped right behind the prints was a notarized invoice.
Columbia MBA Tuition & Fees: $186,000.00
Tribeca Penthouse Lease Subsidies: $94,000.00
Bespoke Wardrobe & Networking Tabs: $62,000.00
TOTAL REIMBURSEMENT DUE: $342,000.00
Bradyn's face turned an ashen, sickly gray. "You... you tracked me?"
"Three hundred and forty-two grand," Cara said, tapping the total with a manicured nail. "Wire it back to my account by Monday morning. If you don't, these photos go directly to Hailie's father and the Lewis board."
The shock on Bradyn's face instantly curdled into ugly fury. He slammed both hands on the table, leaning in with a desperate hiss. "You crazy bitch! You gave me that money willingly—that was trust money! You can't sue me for gifts!"
"I invested in a partner, Bradyn, not a freeloader," Cara said coldly. "You lived off my money for three years just to become my stepsister's leashed lapdog. Pay back every cent by Monday, or wear the collar in public."
"You fucking bitch—" Bradyn lunged forward, grabbing for her wrist.
Cara smoothly stepped back, out of his reach. She stood tall, smoothing the front of her tailored coat, looking down at him with absolute disgust.
Slowly, deliberately, she raised her hand and flipped him a clean, effortless middle finger.
"Congratulations on the engagement, Bradyn," Cara said softly. "You and Hailie deserve each other."
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The supreme alpha's bane
A prophecy. A forbidden bond. A kingdom on the edge of ruin. When a deadly force threatens the werewolf kingdom, only the Alpha King's mate can stop it. But Kai, the cold and ruthless Alpha, wants nothing to do with mates-especially not a fragile human like Akira. Haunted by her past and hunted/1/122079/coverorgin.jpg?v=b349402ca6dce4f25a7dc16d677cae86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn to Reject the Supreme Alpha
Tomorrow was my formal presentation to the Pack. But my mother forced me to hide my true scent and take the place of my dead twin sister, Celeste, to fulfill a mating contract with the Supreme Alpha. "It's only right she gets to experience the glory of being a Luna through you," my mother had said/0/98835/coverorgin.jpg?v=c067a9eb6da2d06cece956e53554af7c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Cursed Mate Of The Supreme Alpha
My legs felt weak. My vision blured. I whisper, "Please, forgive me my Lord, I will go....." "No," he growled, his voice low but firm "You won't." He took a step closer to me and I feel the pull from his wolf to mine. something magnetic, ancient and terrifying. It's not just attraction. It's i/1/103194/coverorgin.jpg?v=4c07b09ea0be1cad30e307f0b961a9bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Mate: The Supreme Alpha's Queen
For five years, I sealed my own wolf and pretended to be a "Wolfless" weakling, all to soothe my Alpha husband's fragile ego. But when his mistress committed a crime, Ignatz commanded me to take the fall. Desperate, I revealed the secret I had been keeping: I was pregnant. I thought it would save/1/132629/coverorgin.jpg?v=21a427682fd1230ecabbe8e59486acb1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected By The Heir, Claimed By The Supreme Alpha
I was about to marry Corbin, the adopted Alpha heir of the Shadow Claw Pack, hoping to finally escape my vicious stepmother. But just as I was getting ready, my maid burst in crying. Corbin had run away overnight with a wandering Rogue girl. The entire pack was already seated in the main sanctuary/1/103196/coverorgin.jpg?v=fbf288185f33eaaca1c06266c7149068&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Muzzled by My Mate: Saved by the Supreme Alpha
My husband brought his mistress into the care center and forced me to wash her feet. He had forgotten everything about our marriage after an accident five years ago, treating me like a defective servant while doting on Jada. But I endured it, hoping his memory would return. Until Jada’s twin boys/1/101403/coverorgin.jpg?v=45f888ee13027f33059f936b9a1ef6cb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Rejected Rogue to the Supreme Alpha's Queen
Three years after being rejected for having "no wolf," I returned to my old pack's territory. I wasn't the pathetic human girl anymore; I was the Luna of the Supreme Alpha. But to test them, I wore plain grey clothes and blocked my scent. My ex-mate, August, took the bait instantly. He cornered m/1/120727/coverorgin.jpg?v=cdd9614aabb68de417af9a4b8bbc338f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forsaken for Her Sister: The Supreme Alpha's True Mate
The night before I fell into the border river, the Moon Goddess sent me a dream. Not a fragment, not a whisper—but an entire lifetime, compressed into the span of a single sleep. I lived every bitter moment of it. I married Thorne, the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. I drained my own blood to heal h/0/55173/coverorgin.jpg?v=a184789b8b16c2568dc90d4ce0a5121d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Supreme Alpha’s Hybrid Mate
Born on the wrong side of the divide,18-year-old Raelynn Forester, a hybrid scorned by the council, faces a life carved by hardship. Orphaned by tragedy, hunted for her heritage, and used as a lab rat by the one who swore to protect her, she navigates a world where trust is a luxury she can't afford/1/105976/coverorgin.jpg?v=9dd277a67442fe3f9075d03775111c24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Rejected Omega to the Supreme Alpha's Queen
I stood before a polished black headstone, tracing the gold letters of my own name. Five years ago, my Fated Mate, Clayton, rejected me in a blizzard because I was a "useless Omega" who couldn't shift. He left me to freeze to death so he could mate with my sister, Ainsley, claiming it was necessary/1/130328/coverorgin.jpg?v=f63b15e0a70537115196736fdfc56403&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Supreme Alpha's Defiant Substitute Bride
I was the biological daughter of the Decker family, but to them, I was just a wolfless disgrace. When their corporate empire faced bankruptcy, they decided to sell me off as a substitute bride to Houston Mcleod, a terrifying Alpha dying of silver poison. They did this just to protect their preciou/1/126968/coverorgin.jpg?v=db2e0a3c4dcbe0831497581276f4164c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Supreme Alpha's Secret Fated Mate
For eighteen years, I served the Hicks family with all my heart, believing they were my true family. But the moment I turned eighteen, my adoptive mother threw a termination agreement in my face. She sneered and told me the only reason they adopted me was because a psychic said I was a "spiritual/0/24166/coverorgin.jpg?v=f743f0292dd9a6fef70e5b76a45d704c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Rejected By Her Mate, Claimed By The Supreme Alpha
Because I was born seemingly "wolfless," my own father, the Alpha, threw my sick mother and me out of the pack years ago. When my mother was dying and I was short by eighty thousand dollars for her surgery, I begged him in the freezing rain, only for him to slap me and disown me completely to pleas/1/130112/coverorgin.jpg?v=f3396a6f715796c1c6adb3ba7d8f5c00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Supreme Alpha's Defiant Wolfless Luna
I was born without an inner wolf, labeled a defective disgrace in a society where Alpha hierarchy is absolute law. My own father treated me like garbage, allowing his new Rogue wife to steal my late mother's ancient estate. To secure their stolen wealth, my stepmother faked a pregnancy and framed/1/132324/coverorgin.jpg?v=92bb53491d46cf0addd23b73b5bc533a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed By My Cheating Fiancé's Brother, The Supreme Alpha
I spent two years playing the meek, wolfless Omega to secure my marriage to Declan Sterling, the second young master of a powerful werewolf pack. But just a month before our grand engagement banquet, I caught him rutting like a feral beast with my best friend, Chloe. Hiding in the dark closet of t/1/129093/coverorgin.jpg?v=c00d1330cc6f9cf70747a9c374600762&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Supreme Mystic: Obsessed By The Strongest Alpha
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