The CEO’s Temptation
Claire thought her life couldn’t get any worse when her boyfriend broke her heart, but a night out with her best friends turned her world upside down. A spiked drink, an unforgettable one-night stand, and an awkward morning-after encounter lead her straight into the arms of Mackenzie Allister—a powerful CEO and the man who now claims she’s destined to be his wife.
Mack’s offer seems absurd, but his charm, persistence, and a shocking family rivalry involving her ex-boyfriend, Liam, pull Claire into a whirlwind of passion, deceit, and schemes. Forced into a marriage of convenience, Claire navigates the complications of corporate power plays, bitter betrayals from her closest friends, and a family determined to tear her apart from Mack.
As enemies close in, Claire must decide who she can trust and whether she’s willing to risk her heart for a man whose motives may not be entirely pure. Will she succumb to the chaos of revenge and ambition, or can love and loyalty triumph against all odds?
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Chapter: Chapter 150: The Quiet Before.Chapter 150 – The Quiet Befo.***********************POV: Rowe***************************I prefer clocks ticking quietly in empty offices. They mark the world moving—even when nothing else does.I found myself watching a clock today, hoping the seconds would pass faster. But each tick was a reminder of a brewing storm.After our victories—the charges, the public shift, the raid—I expected calm. Instead, I felt an electric undercurrent. Something that whispered: Wait for it.I started at the precinct early, pulling redacted files on the Agyis investigation. I’d weaponized timelines, bank transfers, and paperwork. But more than that, I’d mapped movement paths—security logs, satellite ping times, and test evidence footage. A dozen graphs. Thousands of lines.Our case was airtight. Too airtight.Which meant Liam would strike. Not in the courtroom—no, too public. He’d strike where our defences were weakest: emotions, routines, home.The first sign: is Claire’s morning routine.At ten-fift
Last Updated: 2025-06-18
Chapter: Chapter 149: Surge Before the Storm.**************************POV: Morgan*********************I woke early to the feeling of hope in the air—it was tangible, like a soft breeze after a long drought. The days since Aliana’s rescue and the court’s initial actions felt surreal. For once, pursuing justice didn’t feel like walking uphill in mud.My phone chimed. A news alert:"BREAKING: Federal Task Force to assist in Agyis investigation—special prosecutor appointed."I couldn’t help but grin. We were winning.I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Lizzy, and headed downstairs. In the kitchen, I found Claire—and Mack too—already at the counter, reading the same alert on their devices. Neither spoke. Instead, they silently shared that moment—maybe the first time since Sadie died that we all allowed ourselves to feel something good.Mack broke the quiet. “This is bigger than New York. It’s national eyes on him.”Claire nodded softly, her eyes still simmering with resolve. “That means we keep pushing.”And we would. Because
Last Updated: 2025-06-18
Chapter: Chapter 147: Fractured Sunrise ****************************Aliana’s POV*******************I blinked against the brightness—not the harsh haze of a flickering bulb, but clean, soft daylight filtering through sheer curtains. My eyelids weighed heavy, as though someone had poured sleep into them and locked them shut. I stared at the pale ceiling, muscles stiff from days of immobility.Where was I?A dull ache crawled along my jaw, around my wrists—reminders of where I’d been. The basement. The darkness. Liam’s mocking voice echoed off stone walls. I swallowed and tasted minty medicine.A memory rose like a tide.I was rescued.The van. Claire and Mack’s faces. The warmth of human touch after days of cold.And then—Silence.I shifted, carefully. A hand brushed mine.Claire.My voice came out ragged. “Claire?”She stirred and turned, blurry at first until I saw the shape of her—finally there.“Aliana.” Her voice cracked. “Thank God,” she said as she breathed deeply.Tears slipped from my eyes. Relief, guilt, rage—all
Last Updated: 2025-06-17
Chapter: Chapter 146: The Last Throne.*************************POV: Liam*************************I watched the board meeting unfold from the shadows.Not literally—no, I wasn’t skulking behind doors. I was wired in, observing through a private stream I'd had installed when I took over Agyis' security contracts. Paranoia was the devil’s blessing. And it had always served me well—until now.Mack sat at the head of the table. My chair. My empire.His voice was calm and decisive. “Effective immediately, any executive with ties to the Shelburne Contracts or those linked to Director Monroe’s offshore operations is being suspended pending investigation.”Gasps. Protests. A few clumsy attempts at defence.He didn't flinch.Instead, he leaned forward and stared each of them down like a wolf among sheep.I wanted to reach through the screen and rip his throat out.Instead, I turned it off.I was no longer the man in the glass tower. I was no longer part CEO. I was no longer feared.But I wasn’t done.Not even close.---I stood a
Last Updated: 2025-06-17
Chapter: Chapter 145: The Line We Draw.***********************POV: Mack*************************---The footage still haunted me.I’d seen a lot in my life—boardroom betrayals, market crashes, legal threats—but nothing had prepared me for watching Aliana stumble out of the Agyis sub-basement, barely conscious, her skin a roadmap of bruises, her voice hoarse from screaming into the darkness.And it had all happened under my nose. In my building.I sat at my desk, staring at the glowing city through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse. Claire was asleep in the next room, finally getting some rest after days of chaos. Rowe had gone quiet since the rescue, likely dealing with his guilt. And Etian... I couldn’t even let myself think about him right now.My phone vibrated, the screen lighting up with a single word: Henry.I hesitated, looking away from my phone then answered.“Mack.”His voice was quieter than usual. Weighted. Tired.“Did you know?” I asked before he could say anything else. “About Aliana? About the b
Last Updated: 2025-06-16
Chapter: Chapter 144: The Breaking Thread ******************Henry's POV******************************I’d always believed there was a line between loyalty and blindness.And I had crossed it—too many times.I sat in the back of the black sedan, my car engine humming beneath me like a restless conscience. My phone screen was still lit up, the message clear and cold.Aliana rescued. Alive. Weak, but talking. Confirmation: she was held in the Agyis basement.Held. Imprisoned. By my son. Liam.I pressed two fingers against my temple and closed my eyes. The ache wasn’t physical. It was bone-deep, settled in the spaces between my ribs, clawing at the man I thought I’d raised.Liam. My boy.No. Not a boy anymore. A man grown twisted in the dark I’d refused to see.---We pulled up to my townhouse, and the driver opened my door. I stepped out slowly, knees protesting, my mind heavier than my body.Inside, the house was quiet.Too quiet.I headed straight for my study, locked the door, and pulled the curtains shut.Then I dialed.Not
Last Updated: 2025-06-16
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