Revenge is Served On A Platter
Layla Kingston thought the worst night of her life was the one her boyfriend of two years dumped her.
She was wrong.
The next day she walked into her college best friend’s wedding only to discover the groom was the same man who had broken her heart the night before. Blind with rage, she crashed the ceremony, kissed a complete stranger in front of everyone, pressed a crumpled ten-dollar bill into his hand, and walked out.
That stranger was Kyle Brown, cold, powerful CEO of Brown Empire.
A week later, fate (and her editor) handed her the interview of a lifetime with the exact same man. Her best friend Isabella saw opportunity where Layla saw disaster: get close to the billionaire, make the ex and the traitorous bride choke on their regret, and prove she was never the one who lost.
Layla agreed.
Using her sharp knowledge of local startups and industry trends, she carved out reason after reason to stay in Kyle’s orbit. What began as calculated revenge slowly turned into late-night strategy sessions, exclusive cover stories, and a partnership neither of them expected.
But Kyle Brown does not do soft feelings, and Layla never planned on falling for the man she only meant to use.
Now every professional win, every heated misunderstanding, and every quiet moment between them pulls her deeper into a love she never saw coming… and a revenge that no longer tastes the way she thought it would.
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Chapter: Chapter FiveLayla’s POVI stared at the name lighting up my screen. The phone kept ringing in my hand, each vibration sharp against my palm.Why is Nick calling me? Did he hit his head and dial the wrong number? Did someone put a gun to his head and force him? I turned over every possible reason and none of them made sense.I had blocked him and Summer the same day I walked out of their wedding. Bella had insisted I unblock them so they could watch me find someone better. I still could not understand how her mind worked most days.The phone rang again. The sound cut through the quiet of the lobby and pulled me back. It would not stop. I finally answered.“Lay-lay, are you refusing to pick up? This is the tenth time I’ve called.”His voice slid into my ear and my stomach turned. The old nickname made the back of my throat tighten. I wanted to end the call before he said another word.“What do you want, Nick?” I kept my voice low. I was still standing in the quiet lobby of the hundredth floor.“Ple
Last Updated: 2026-09-16
Chapter: Chapter FourLayla’s POVKnock. Knock.The sound cut through the quiet of my office and stopped my call mid-sentence. I looked up from the papers spread across my desk, the receiver still pressed to my ear.“Come in,” I said.Sophie Lawson stepped inside just as I finished speaking. “Please process the documents and send them over to the editing department. Thank you.” I set the phone down carefully and stood.She crossed the room without hurry and stopped a few steps from my desk. Her eyes moved over my face the way they always did when she was checking whether I was holding myself together.“Are you okay, Layla?”I let out a slow breath and kept my voice even. “No need to comfort me, Boss. I’m fine now.”A small laugh slipped from her. “I’m not here to comfort you. I’ve always known Nick wasn’t a trustworthy guy.”The words landed heavier than I wanted them to. My boyfriend had betrayed me in the worst way, and she didn’t have to sound so satisfied about it.She saw the shift in my expression an
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Chapter: Chapter ThreeKyle’s POVIt had been a week since Nick’s wedding, and I still couldn’t get that kiss out of my head.I leaned back in my office chair, my head resting against the edge, one fist pressed beneath my chin as I stared at nothing.And there she was again. That girl. That stranger who had grabbed my face and kissed me like she owned the moment.I could still see her clearly. Too clearly. It was as if she were standing right in front of my desk.Nick had never really been my friend. We’d known each other since college, but there had always been an unspoken competition between us. He acted like he had something to prove, even though his father’s company didn’t come close to my father’s.When he invited me to his wedding, I hadn’t wanted to go. If my PA hadn’t convinced me to show up for the sake of appearances, I would have stayed away.And I never would have ended up being kissed by a woman I knew nothing about.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts.I sat up straight and adjusted
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Chapter: Chapter TwoLayla’s POVBella and I walked into the First Pacific Hotel together. The lobby was already full. People in formal clothes moved between the front desk and the elevators, some carrying gifts, others checking their phones. Soft music played from somewhere near the seating area.Bella nodded toward a couple standing near the main hall entrance. “Looks like Summer isn’t the only one getting married here today.”“There are halls on every floor,” I said. “Hers is on the third. Elevator or stairs?”She thought for a second and then smirked. “Stairs. Come on.”I followed her. The stairwell was quieter than the lobby. My heels clicked against the steps in a steady rhythm that matched the tight feeling in my chest. I needed the extra minutes before we reached the hall. My face still felt puffy from last night and the makeup Bella had helped me put on earlier was only doing so much.Halfway up I stopped and turned to her. “I look awful, don’t I? I can’t walk in there looking like this.”She rol
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Chapter: Chapter OneLayla’s POV“Layla, I’m no longer interested in this relationship.”The wine in my mouth splashed out before I could stop it. It hit the white tablecloth leaving a dark red stain. I sat there staring at Nick, waiting for the corner of his mouth to lift, waiting for the laugh that would turn the words into a bad joke. Nothing moved on his face except that quiet look of pity.“Nick.” My fingers closed around the tissues on the table. I wiped at the mess even though my hands would not stay still. “Is this a joke? Because it isn’t funny.”He kept looking at me the way someone looks at a person they have already decided to leave behind. “I’m serious. Let’s end it here.”I forced the next words out. “You love me. Tell me you love me.”I had spent the afternoon choosing this dress, fixing my hair, checking the mirror twice because he had called and said he wanted to take me to dinner. Work had kept us apart for weeks. Tonight was supposed to be different. The thought of what I had expected s
Last Updated: 2026-09-16
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