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Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance
I stood at my mother's open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest's voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone-he brought Charla with him. He claimed she'd had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.SHEIKHTAHIRBINHALIMAL-JUKRAThad dealt with his most senior aide long enough to know the older man’s tells. Yet Ali insisted on playing these games with him. Tahir watched him fidget with the papers in his leather-bound folder, straighten corners that didn’t need straightening, place the expensive Montblanc pen Tahir had gifted him two Christmases ago precisely in the centre of the top page before moving it a fraction of an inch.
Given the chance, Tahir suspected the other man would’ve conducted a microscopic inspection of each fingernail for dirt and brushed invisible lint off his tailored suit before stating what was obviously on his mind.
‘Are we done here? I’d like to get on with my next appointment before I leave for Zinabir,’ Tahir said after a full minute, attempting and failing to keep impatience from sharpening his voice.Ali gave the merest grimace, an action not many would’ve noticed.
Tahir noticed.
He noticed everything. Because these days, he couldn’t afford to be oblivious to anything. Not any more.
Those carefree days when he’d freely trusted, and tossed out benefits of the doubt like candy at a toddler’s party, were far behind him. Smothered to death by a far too close brush with a different fate. A fate averted at a steep price he’d never be able to fully repay in this life.
In his quietest moments, Tahir couldn’t help but hope he would be able to repay it in his next. Hoped to have done enough in this life to erase the deep disappointment from his father’s eyes when they met in the afterlife.
Until then...
He tightened his gut against the surfeit of emotions triggered by thoughts of his father.
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Their Desert Night of Scandal
Back with the king… for one desert night! Twelve years after Sheikh Tahir almost lost his throne, the woman who betrayed him arrives at his palace gates. Lauren’s request to help her brother is Tahir's chance to—at last—make sense of her betrayal. On one condition: they spend twenty-four hours in t/0/75281/coverorgin.jpg?v=e42760d7d860587b20708bb163e463fe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blackwell House: The Silence Beneath
Seventeen year old Lydia Morrow arrives at Blackwell House Academy with two things: a name buried in scandal and a brother who vanished without a trace. Her father is dead. Her mother disappeared years ago, and her only remaining family,Uncle Marcus , is a man with too many secrets and too much powe/0/75225/coverorgin.jpg?v=425b2255c68c7f85a415ccfa535628f1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha's Forgotten Wife
Evelyn Black was once the Luna of the strongest pack. Cold marriage, cruel Alpha, loveless bond. One day, she walked away. No note, no goodbye, she just vanished. Years later, Alpha Kade finds her... alive, happy, and clueless about who he is. She remembers nothing. Not the vows. Not the betrayal./0/18190/coverorgin.jpg?v=5789b750d63e931d6092d3af250d65a9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
