Isabella Rossi thought the worst thing in the world was losing her boyfriend to her best friend. She was wrong. Her best friend handed her to another man. Drugged. Betrayed. Claimed. She woke up under the cold, ruthless body of a stranger—only he wasn’t a stranger at all. Vincent Sinclair: her company’s new CEO, heir to one of Manhattan’s most elite dynasties… and her ex-best friend Chloe’s older brother. He doesn’t remember her face. He's nothing but an entitled playboy...or so she believes He thought she was just another social climber. She thought she’d only lost her innocence. Until two pink lines shattered everything. She tries to keep her distance. He decides she belongs to him. Now she's caught between a man who devours her with a glance, a child she never planned for, and a betrayal that still bleeds. And Vincent? He’s made one thing terrifyingly clear: He doesn’t share.
view moreIt was the beginning of the end. The last day of my mating and the first day of my freedom. The day I divorced my cold and uncaring mate. I’d prepared for six months to leave this man and now my preparations were done. I just had to serve him the divorce papers and be on my way. It should take a few minutes to finalize because I knew my mate, the cold and heartless Alpha, would be excited beyond words to no longer share a bond with me.
“What’s this?” His deep green eyes raised to look at me as I carefully placed the paper and his ring in front of him.
“Divorce papers,” I said. “Here is a pen.” I fished out a pen from my bag. “Don’t worry, I don’t want any of your properties so once you sign, I will go file it and it’ll be the end.”
“You’re divorcing me?” He asked, his brows furrowed as he scowled, his expression dark.
“Yes.” I nodded flippantly. “There’s no need to mask your excitement. I’m giving you what you want so hurry up and sign.”
“Don’t get on my nerves, Natalie.” He tossed the papers to the floor. “And get lost!”
“I’ll get lost as soon as you sign the divorce papers.” I calmly gathered the papers he threw to the floor and placed them back on his table.
“Don’t bother me!” He barked, his expression worsening.
His deep scowl used to frighten me; the anger and annoyance seemed ingrained in his very being. But not today. Today was the beginning of the end so I was prepared to face this hostility for the last time.
“Sign the papers and you’ll never have to deal with my annoying self ever again.” I pressed my hands together to stop myself from fidgeting.
“Is this a trick? Are you trying to get my attention with such a silly method?” He stood as he snarled at me, causing my wolf to sneer.
“No, I – What the hell are you doing!?” I watched in horror as he ripped the divorce papers into shreds right in front of me. “Kian!” I shouted in horror, reaching out my hands to catch the pieces of paper falling, my mouth wide open.
“Do you think our mating is a joke?” He glared down at me after he finished ripping the papers to tiny shreds. “Do you think you can wake up one morning and say you’re bored and get a divorce? You’re the Luna of the largest pack in the entire western and eastern regions so take your duties a bit more seriously and get out of my office!”
“Kian, I’m giving you what you want!” I lost my mind as I saw the papers strewn across his desk and the floor. “How could you rip the papers like that?”
For six months, I’d put together everything and meticulously planned my exit but I didn’t dream that my mate would tear the divorce papers like this.
“Natalie, you don’t know what I want so don’t anger me anymore.” If he got any angrier, he’d combust.
His face had turned a ghastly red and his chest was rising and falling at a rapid pace, expanding so much that it felt like a button from his shirt would fly off at any moment and hit my nose.
“We are mates and this mating is for life! I take my vows seriously and you should too.”
“What vows? Why are you being like this? There’s no reason for us to continue this relationship. You have to divorce me, Kian. You must!” Only then could I put all this in the past and start my new life far from him. As long as I was still bound to this man, he could do to me as he pleased and I’d had enough.
“I’m not divorcing you.” He said and bellowed, “Matthew!”
A few seconds later, his Beta rushed into the office with a pale face. He looked around at the scattered paper and then at me before he turned to Kian.
“Is there a problem?” He asked as he schooled his expression.
“Yes.” Kian adjusted his tie. “Natalie isn’t feeling well. Take her home.”
“Luna Natalie –“ Matthew turned to me with a terrified expression. “Let's go. I’ll drive you home.”
“Don’t call me that! Don’t call me that! I’m nobody’s Luna. Kian, you have to divorce me!”
“You’re driving me crazy,” he muttered. “You’re driving me crazy, Natalie,” he continued to whisper, “You’re driving me fucking crazy, Natalie!” He ended up shouting.
“Divorce me and I won’t drive you crazy anymore. You hate me and I’ve come to dislike you. There’s no love lost between the two of us so let me go.”
“No love – no love –“ His nostrils flared and a fire lit up his eyes. Sensing danger, Matthew and I took several steps back. “You’re my mate. We’re bound to each other even in death.”
“Kian –“
“Shall I call in the warriors to drag you home?” I swallowed at his fierce expression.
No, I didn’t want that to happen. I had suffered enough humiliation. I wanted to walk out of the Dark Howl pack with my head held high.
“Good, now, go with Matthew. Matthew, drive her home. I’ll have your head if you don’t deliver her to the mansion within the next thirty minutes.”
“You can’t be serious?” I gaped at him as the colour drained from Matthew’s face.
“Try me and see.” He sat down and turned his gaze away from us.
“Luna – Luna Natalie, this way, please.” Matthew opened the door and escorted me to the car.
As we walked out, the other workers in the office stared and snickered at me as I left with my head down. My legs shook and Matthew had to support me all the way to the car as I stared blankly at the ground in disbelief.
I never thought that Kian would not want to divorce me but I must have underestimated how much he hated me. He hated me enough to shackle me to his side, to deny me my freedom even if it meant he too, would be bound.
Looking at Vincent Sinclair’s wide back as he cut through the hallway with long, unhurried strides, Isabella decided she must have lost her mind.In the span of forty-five minutes she had gone from wanting to quit… to deciding she wouldn’t quit… to preparing to be fired.Impressive, even by her standards.“Chairman Sinclair.”“Good afternoon, Chairman Sinclair.”Everywhere they walked, greetings dropped like coins into a fountain. Executives bowed their heads, staff members offered cautious smiles. And all of them stole sideways glances at Isabella Rossi — the formerly composed assistant who now looked like a schoolgirl being marched to the principal’s office.The walk felt endless, but they finally reached the mahogany double doors. Vincent pushed them open and stepped inside without a word.Isabella hesitated. Her feet rooted to the marble floor.Okay, Bella. Deep breath. This is good. He’ll fire you. You won’t have to see Chloe’s smug face anymore. You won’t have to deal with her b
"I apologize, Chairman Sinclair." Isabella's voice trembled slightly as she stood straighter, mentally flipping through every figure, every subtotal. "I’m not sure where the problem is. The numbers in the report were based on data forwarded from the marketing department.""There’s a significant discrepancy in the second data point for Spring," Vincent said, his voice low but edged with scorn. "You didn’t notice it was twenty percent higher than Summer’s? How long have you been with Halycon&Co? And you're still making errors this basic?"He leaned back slowly into the wide executive chair, one hand resting on the tabletop with pointed ease. His stare raked across the room."I don’t care what your habits were before. From now on, you follow my expectations. Rigor. Accuracy. If anyone in this company delivers mistakes like this again, they won’t be working here. Halycon doesn’t keep incompetence."The silence that followed was suffocating.Several department heads exhaled cautiously, whi
Though Halycon&Co was only one subsidiary under the sprawling Sinclair empire, its growth in recent years had been meteoric. And now, with the family heir stepping in to personally oversee operations, no one in the building took the moment lightly.A new boss always meant a new regime.Everyone knew Vincent Sinclair’s arrival wasn’t a formality. It was a reckoning.The 2:00 p.m. meeting had been circled, highlighted, and whispered about in every corridor. Isabella arrived a few minutes early, hoping for a moment to collect herself. But the boardroom was already full.The air inside was unnaturally still.She stepped inside quietly, scanning the room—and then her gaze locked.Vincent Sinclair was already seated at the head of the table, his posture relaxed but unmistakably dominant. One hand rested atop a folder, his long fingers rhythmically tapping the cover. The motion was slow, calculated—yet somehow furious. An unspoken warning.The light caught the silver in his cufflinks, making
Vincent Sinclair heard her explanation and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, studying her with a gaze that gave away nothing. His expression was unreadable—a painting half-finished in shadow. Then, after a tense pause, his brow lifted slightly and he gestured toward the elevator panel."Going up?"Elliot Shaw, standing awkwardly near the mirrored wall, exhaled quietly. The tension drained from his face as he watched the silent exchange.So the two knew each other?Seeing Chairman Sinclair so calm, even conversational, Shaw felt the blood drain from his face. He'd almost reprimanded someone the chairman appeared familiar with. His mind reeled with quiet panic.Isabella stepped aside gracefully. "Chairman Sinclair, I can take the employee elevator. I sincerely apologize for earlier. I wasn't paying attention."She gave a polite nod and moved toward the side exit of the elevator lobby.It was a wise move. After graduating, she had come to Halycon&Co through Chloe's recommendation, but ever
Isabella was still crumpled in the corner of the elevator, hands trembling in her lap, breath snagging in her chest like broken thread. Her ribs ached from trying to contain the sobs that insisted on surfacing. Mascara streaked down her cheeks, and her reflection in the mirrored panel above offered no mercy—just a blurred, hollow version of the woman who had walked into Halycon&Co a week ago thinking she could pretend nothing happened.Ding.The elevator doors slid open.Footsteps. Crisp, confident. Echoing across the marble.A voice followed, slick with deference. "Chairman Sinclair, right this way..."Isabella froze.No. No, it couldn’t be.She turned slowly, too stunned to move faster. Her hand darted to her face, trying to smear away the tracks of her tears, but she couldn’t erase the rawness. Her eyes dropped to the floor in front of her.Polished black Berluti loafers. Ivory slacks. A belt hand-stitched in matte leather. A pale-blue pinstriped shirt beneath a tailored cashmere b
"Wasn't he supposed to come next week?" Isabella put away her phone and lifted an eyebrow. "If he's here, then he's here. What are you so pointed about?" Isabella caught a whiff of perfume from Zoe and added with a dry laugh, "You even put on perfume?"Zoe Finn giggled playfully. "It’s about making a good first impression. Come on, we need to hurry back to the office."But Isabella replied, "It’s still our break. Even if our new boss is here, we don’t need to sprint.""No way. Jen just called. Everyone’s already gathered. We have to go back." Zoe tugged at her arm, but didn’t expect to come face-to-face with Zachary Grant near the company’s main doors."It’s Zachary Grant," Zoe said quickly. She gave a polite nod, then looked at Isabella. "Make it quick. I’ll head back up."Once Zoe left, Isabella’s entire expression changed."Why are you here?"Zachary and Isabella had started dating in high school. By college, they had met each other’s families and even discussed marriage. Zachary
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