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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 Moon’s Reckoning
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The Quiet Force's Reckoning
My life revolved around AuraStream, the tech company I co-founded with my wife, Olivia, where I was the quiet force behind the scenes. Our shared tradition: Olivia, the CEO, would dedicate the prestigious Innovator's Chalice to me, acknowledging our joint vision, every single year. But this year,/0/82824/coverorgin.jpg?v=c82b9d310860b2b40cd87608141119c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Southern Heiress's Reckoning
I woke with a gasp, the Southern sun blazing. Today was my debutante ball, the pinnacle for any young woman of the Ashley dynasty. But the date, the gown, the very air in my room, triggered a flood of memories from a lifetime ago-the same ball, the same stolen heirloom dress on Babs, my family's ch/0/66937/coverorgin.jpg?v=3254349f9337e732cab2591fc5e1e58f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionairess's Reckoning
Rose, a brilliant and beautiful CEO, has it all, except love. That is, until she meets Zack, a talented and enigmatic newcomer to her company. But as they grow closer, Rose must confront the secrets and lies that have defined her life, including the ruthless ambitions of the people around them, who/0/81287/coverorgin.jpg?v=d9596f3aa3652765998fca0a88858307&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Pianist's Reckoning
Ava Thompson, a renowned concert pianist, had a life that felt like a perfectly orchestrated symphony. Her husband, Mark Chandler, an architect from a powerful family, was her biggest fan, her rock, their love a fortress built over shared dreams and quiet evenings. Her quiet, seemingly sweet cousin,/0/81409/coverorgin.jpg?v=1bdc83ba91301bc285764193f26fc22e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Relic Husband's Reckoning
Ten years ago, my wife Chloe and I built Innovatech, pouring our lives, and my health, into its foundation. Now, she was the CEO, thriving, and I was the "kept man," managing our home alone after our son Michael was gone. Chloe wanted to renew our vows at the lavish Innovatech gala, calling it "go/0/81800/coverorgin.jpg?v=f6ece23771f563f7e8c8206983cbae3b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Kept Woman's Reckoning
At seven, my mother married a rich man, throwing me into their opulent world. I was supposed to call him "Dad," and get a new life. Instead, I met Ethan, my new stepbrother, a teenager with eyes like ice chips. That very day, he shoved me into an infinity pool, sneering, "Know your place." My ow/0/82696/coverorgin.jpg?v=6eef00391c2c7774feb61f40629c1e67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The ATM Husband's Reckoning
The key turning in the lock was a sound I hadn't heard in two years, not since my wife Chloe left for her "research fellowship." Suddenly, she was in our kitchen, not alone, but holding two baby carriers. "Ethan," she said, her voice cool, "Meet our children." My jaw dropped, the half-made sandwi/0/85787/coverorgin.jpg?v=ae0c2771393c4bef89fb9ec0e58c3668&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Bride's Reckoning
Ten years. That' s how long it took for Sarah Miller to finally be Mrs. Ethan Black. But on their wedding day, Dr. Ethan Black didn't show up. Instead, his assistant delivered a "no-questions-asked forgiveness voucher" -his excuse? His socialite ex, Brittany Hayes' s show dog was sick. When I tri/0/56888/coverorgin.jpg?v=caec2753d0650e7b9841fab1a312d860&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Omega's Reckoning
Beth, an eighteen-year-old Omega, suffers constant abuse from her pack due to a mysterious past. Rejected by her mate, Raphael, the soon-to-be alpha, she sets out to uncover the truth about her identity. After witnessing two murders, Beth is forced to flee her pack. Her escape leads her into the lai/0/88650/coverorgin.jpg?v=ab7ee93b29854c99509608abbcad074d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress' Reckoning
In the third year of their relationship, Kristian Dobson married the wealthy heiress Laura Clarke behind my back. He told me, "Evelyn, I'm an illegitimate son. Only by marrying her can I gain my father's approval and claim my place in the family." I scoffed inwardly. He was merely making excus/0/80491/coverorgin.jpg?v=890e391b811431f41502746718945ce0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unseen Sister's Reckoning
For ten years, I quietly loved Ethan Hayes, pouring my heart into him, always hoping. My vibrant sister, Veronica, lay in a coma, a silent, fragile presence in the hospital. Then, outside her room, I heard Ethan's voice, raw with devotion. He’d marry me, not for love, but only to be closer to Veron/0/82802/coverorgin.jpg?v=9389151db1b7c5c860c88d5fb6d223d6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Architect's Reckoning
I was on top of the world. Fresh off winning the National Design Award, my future as an architect in D.C. was limitless. Seraphina, the dazzling daughter of a Senator, was on my arm. That night, I planned to propose. But then came Marcus, her war-hero cousin, and everything shattered. In front/0/82922/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c593cbf9c4ccb6d5c2150e62ed8941f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Framed: The Dancer's Reckoning
My new, hostile stepfamily was hardly a welcome wagon as I fought for a coveted dance scholarship at Northwood University. Then, my world truly started to unravel. My crucial audition music mysteriously vanished, thanks to my stepsister Isabelle, whose cruelty was just warming up. Days later, cam/0/84166/coverorgin.jpg?v=76accd17efecccbfe7aca3bfcbf27c7b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress's Reckoning
The news of Ryan Lester' s return shattered the carefully constructed peace of my elite Austin life. My childhood fiancé, the golden boy, was back, and the high society gossip channels were buzzing. But for me, the heir to the Clarkson oil fortune, his reappearance meant one painful thing: the man/0/84184/coverorgin.jpg?v=aca03c14eaccc8b18567640b607bddb9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Framed Wife's Reckoning
The acrid smell of burning plastic dragged me awake, a familiar chaos brewing in my own home. My monster-in-law, Carol, was mid-TikTok dance in the kitchen, casually setting fire to a kettle, already spewing her usual blame. But my heart hammered for an entirely different reason. Just moments a/0/74776/coverorgin.jpg?v=7aea1c417c46f0b7e335dc1a53db3cf6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE ALPHA'S RECKONING
He was known to be the most dangerous Alpha on the face of the earth. It was rumored to have killed his father at tender age.He was Known to kill anyone who go against him and also conquer alot of packs just to become feared. His Name even makes the strongest quaver, he could defeat even a king and/0/86327/coverorgin.jpg?v=be1c3e908f18abdd45af365dfceacfe4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Uncle's Reckoning
Young billionaire Geoffrey Smith had it all-until the night his family was torn apart by betrayal and murder by none other than his favorite uncle, Danny Gayle. Blinded and broken, he vanishes, only to return eight years later with a new identity–Carlton Jaz, an intellectual man driven by vengeance/0/80484/coverorgin.jpg?v=d74014efecfdbe358b7667321c48fa25&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's Reckoning
My life in Long Island seemed perfect: a loving husband, Ethan, a sweet daughter, Emily, and a home filled with warmth. But a year after my half-sister Chloe’s husband died, my mother, Susan, dropped a bombshell: she wanted *my* husband to impregnate Chloe, to provide a "blood connection" for the fa/0/81051/coverorgin.jpg?v=67a842d446c8713b2a063cfbe0b361b4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
