LOGINBetrayed. Humiliated. Desired by the forbidden. Heat Level: Steamy contemporary romance with emotional depth Evelyn Hayes thought she could trust her fiancé… until she caught him with her pregnant stepsister. Humiliated, alone, and set up to take the fall for a cruel scheme, her world shatters. But Roman Sinclair—her fiancé’s powerful uncle—has wanted her for years. Protective, dangerous, and harboring secrets that could destroy them both, he’s determined to claim her. One night changes everything. What began as forbidden desire turns deeper. Darker. All-consuming. Roman walked away once, thinking she was too young, too pure, too off-limits. He won’t make that mistake again. Some men don’t just want you—they protect you, claim you, and won’t let you go. For readers who crave steamy, forbidden romance, betrayal, and a man who doesn’t let go, this story will ignite your heart. **** Excerpt: “I’m going to get you pregnant.” Evelyn froze. “What?” Roman didn’t look bothered. His voice was calm. Controlled. “We’ll just… make it happen. Starting now.” Her heart slammed against her chest. “Roman, I have plans. A career. A life—” He pulled her closer, his gaze dark, unwavering. “Do you have a better solution?” She opened her mouth… then stopped. Because she didn’t. “Sooner or later, you’d have to get pregnant to maintain this story. Why not now?” His gaze turned smoldering, almost hypnotic. “But I don’t want to bring a child into a marriage based on contracts. Not now,” she whispered. “Not without love. That’s not fair to a baby.” His thumb brushed her cheek. “Who said there’s no love?” he murmured. Evelyn looked at him, dazed. “What do you mean?” “Hm?” His voice dropped to a whisper. “Who said there’s no love, Evelyn?”
View MoreEvelyn's hands shook as she stood outside Nathan's penthouse door. She clutched the spare keycard he'd given her months ago, back when he said he wanted her to feel at home here.
Now she wondered if she'd ever really belonged anywhere.
She'd been trying to reach him all week. He kept making excuses, work was busy, he had meetings, his phone died. But today was different. Today she had news that couldn't wait.
The elevator ride felt endless. When the doors opened to his floor, she could hear music playing softly from inside his apartment. At least he was home.
"Nathan?" she called out as she stepped inside. "I know you're here. We need to talk."
No answer. But she could hear voices coming from the bedroom. Low, intimate voices.
Her heart started racing. Maybe he had friends over? Maybe it was just the TV?
"I'm so tired of hiding this," a woman's voice said. Clear as day. "When are you going to tell her about us?"
Evelyn froze. The blood in her veins turned ice cold.
That voice. She knew that voice better than her own.
Maya. Her stepsister.
"Soon, baby. I promise." Nathan's voice was soft, and loving. "Once the Hayes business contract goes through, I'll break up with Evelyn. Then we can be together properly."
The world tilted. Evelyn grabbed the wall to keep from falling.
"I hate watching you pretend to love her," Maya continued. "Especially when I'm carrying your baby."
Baby?
Evelyn's legs gave out. She slid down the wall, her heart shattering into a million pieces.
Nathan was cheating on her. With Maya. And Maya was pregnant.
"You know I only love you," Nathan said. "Evelyn's just... convenient. Her father's company is exactly what we need. Once that's secured, she's useless to me."
Each word was a knife to her chest. Three years. Three years of loving him, planning their future, believing in forever. And she was just convenient?
Tears streamed down her face, but she couldn't make a sound. She couldn't even breathe.
"Remember our first time?" Maya giggled. "On her birthday? She wouldn't sleep with you, so you came to me instead. Best decision you ever made."
Her birthday. The night she'd told Nathan she wanted to wait until marriage. She thought he'd been understanding. Sweet, even.
But he'd gone straight to Maya.
The betrayal hit her like a tide. Not just Nathan, but Maya too. Maya, who'd lived in their house since they were kids. Maya, who she'd shared everything with. Maya, who'd smiled and congratulated her at their engagement party.
"She's so naive," Maya laughed. "Still thinks you're her perfect prince. If only she knew what you're really like."
"Don't be cruel," Nathan said, but he was laughing too. "She can't help being boring."
Boring. Naive. Convenient.
Something inside Evelyn snapped.
She stood up, wiped her tears, and walked to the bedroom. Her heart was breaking, but anger was starting to burn through the pain.
She pushed the door open.
Nathan was shirtless in bed. Maya was wrapped in a silk robe, her robe, the one Nathan had bought her for Valentine's Day. Maya's hand rested on her small, round belly.
They both turned toward the door, their faces going white with shock.
"Evelyn—" Nathan started.
"Three months," Evelyn said quietly. Her voice didn't shake. "She said three months pregnant."
Maya sat up straighter, her shock melting into something that looked almost like satisfaction. "Finally figured it out?"
"On my birthday," Evelyn continued, her eyes never leaving Nathan's face. "While I was at home, waiting for you to come back. While I was worried you were upset with me for saying no."
Nathan scrambled to get out of bed. "Eve, please, let me explain—"
"Explain what?" The words came out sharp. "That you've been using me? That everything between us was a lie?"
"It wasn't a lie—"
"YES, IT WAS!" The scream tore from her throat, raw and broken. "Everything! Every 'I love you,' every kiss, every promise about our future— all of it was fake!"
The pain hit her again, fresh and devastating. She doubled over, clutching her chest like she could hold her heart together.
"You made me feel crazy," she whispered. "These past few months, you've been so distant. I thought it was my fault. I thought I wasn't good enough, wasn't trying hard enough."
"Evelyn—"
"And you!" She turned to Maya, who was still sitting there like she owned the place. "You're my sister!"
Maya shrugged. "Stepsister. And Nathan chose me. Deal with it."
The casual cruelty of it broke something in Evelyn. She crossed the room in two steps and slapped Maya hard across the face.
"You bitch!" Maya shrieked, holding her cheek.
"I'M the bitch?" Evelyn laughed, but it sounded more like sobbing. "You stole my fiancé! You're pregnant with his baby! You're wearing my clothes!"
Nathan grabbed Evelyn's arm. "Stop it! She's pregnant!"
Evelyn stared at his hand on her arm, then up at his face. The face she'd loved for three years. The face she'd planned to wake up next to for the rest of her life.
"Don't touch me," she said quietly. "Don't ever touch me again."
She pulled away from him and backed toward the door. "The merger with my father? It's over. I hope your grandfather disowns you."
"Evelyn, wait—"
But she was already running. Down the hall, into the elevator, through the lobby, onto the street. People stared as she stumbled past them, tears blurring her vision.
She didn't stop until she reached her car. Only then did she collapse, sobbing so hard she couldn't breathe.
Her phone buzzed. A text from Nathan: "We need to talk. This doesn't have to change anything."
She wanted to laugh. Or scream. Or both.
Instead, she called the only person who would understand.
"Lena," she choked out when her best friend answered.
"Evelyn? What's wrong?"
"He's been cheating on me. With Maya. She's pregnant."
The phone was silent for a while. Then: "I'm coming to get you. Where are you?"
"In my car outside his building. Lena, I loved him so much. I gave him everything. How could he do this to me?"
"Because he's a piece of garbage," Lena said fiercely. "But you're going to be okay. We're going to make sure of it."
Evelyn closed her eyes, letting the tears fall. "I don't know how to be okay without him."
"Yes, you do," Lena said softly. "You're stronger than you think. And when you're ready, we're going to make them both pay for this."
Evelyn looked up at Nathan's building one last time. Somewhere up there, he was probably panicking. Good.
She'd loved him with everything she had. But love wasn't enough when the other person saw you as nothing more than a business transaction.
It was time to stop being convenient.
She’d loved him, but now…? She would ruin him with everything.
Evelyn couldn't move.The name hung in the air between them, heavy and suffocating. Avery. She had heard it over and over again—Roman dismissing it as a misheard word. But she heard it again from him last night. Now this man is calling the same name. Not just calling it randomly, but openly calling her Avery."Wha…" Evelyn tried so hard to steady her voice. "What did you call me?"The man smiled slowly, savoring every ounce of her expression."Avery." He spoke again, letting the name settle into the space between them. "That's what your mother wanted to call you before she left. And that's what I decided to call you when I got you back."Cold sweat broke out on Evelyn's neck from the immense pain she was feeling at her temple. Her body trembled as she managed out some words. "I don't—I don't understand. My name is Evelyn. Evelyn Hayes."The man turned her head toward him, so she could look him in the eye. Her breath hitched from the tingling sensation."Is it? Or is that just what Ro
The helicopter blades sliced through the night sky. Roman stared out the window, but the clouds and distant lights of the coastline below barely registered. His mind remained on the helipad, replaying Caspian’s words again and again.“Grandchild…”The memory consumed him.—Roman slowly raised his head. “Grandson? What do you mean… whose grandson?”Caspian let out a long, heavy breath and turned away, one hand gripping his walking stick.“Richard was never Evelyn’s father.”The words struck him hard. Roman stared at him, unable to process what he had just heard.“W-what?” His voice cracked. “What do you mean Richard wasn’t her father? Then who—”Caspian met his eyes. “The man who survived the explosion. The one Victoria is working with. He is Evelyn’s biological father. The one who was betrothed to her mother years ago.” Roman’s pupils blew wide. “That man…” Caspian’s voice carried the weight of regret. “He worked under me before he went mad with Thorne Beckett. They claimed they wa
Somewhere in the darkness, Evelyn opened her eyes.Her head throbbed with a dull, persistent ache. Her mouth was dry. The room was cold and damp, the air carrying the faint smell of mold and stale water. She was sitting on a hard floor with her back pressed against a rough concrete wall.She tried to move, only to realize her hands were bound tightly behind her.Her heart hammered against her ribs, but she forced herself to breathe and think.The room was small and empty. A single bulb hung from the ceiling, casting a weak yellow glow across the space. There were no windows. No furniture. Just her, the bare floor, and the walls closing in.Then the door creaked open.Evelyn’s gaze snapped toward it.A tall, blonde woman stepped inside. She wore a dark suit, her heels clicking against the concrete elegantly. Her face was sharp, her smile polished.“Ah.” The woman’s voice was smooth and almost pleasant. “You’re awake.”Evelyn stared at her, squinting against the harsh light. “Who are yo
Lena was just in time to see a tall, broad figure drag Evelyn's limp body into the darkest part of the beach.Her heart stopped."EVELYN!"She screamed, her voice tearing through the wind. She ran toward them, her legs pumping, and her lungs burning. But the figure moved too fast. They reached a speedboat hidden in the shadows of the cliffs.Lena screamed again. "STOP! SOMEONE HELP!"She turned toward the security guards nearby. They stood frozen, staring at her with blank expressions. None of them moved.Lena's blood ran cold. ‘They're not security guards.’She took a step back. The men watched her, their faces unreadable.Lena didn't wait. She turned and ran.The wind howled in her ears as she ran through the sand, her feet slipping in every step, not daring to look back. She crawled over dunes, through patches of wet sand.When she reached the main stretch of beach where tourists and actual security personnel were gathered, she collapsed onto the sand, gasping for air.A security g
Roman kept his promise.Later that afternoon, once she could walk without glaring at him every few steps, he took her out.Not just anywhere.Everywhere.He showed her Italy the way only Roman could — unhurried and intentional. Cliffside restaurants overlooking endless blue. Quiet cobblestone stree
Roman leaned closer, just enough for her to feel his presence. “Wear it for me,” he murmured. “Please.”That was unfair.She had just promised herself she’d stop hiding. Stop shrinking. Stop letting shyness win.Evelyn bit her lip, her resolve trembling—but holding.“There’s a private cove just bel
Roman only finally let Evelyn go after she agreed to pack his underwear for the trip.And worse—he stood there and watched her do it.By the time she was done, Evelyn was certain her skin would start bleeding from how hard her cheeks had been burning all day. Roman hadn’t stopped teasing her, his e
Evelyn couldn't believe what she was seeing. Parked beyond the soft glow of the runway lights was an enormous, gleaming private jet. Its silver body reflected the night sky like polished glass, faint golden lines tracing along its sleek length. The stairs were lowered, each step lit with a gentle






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