LOGINMaya’s life falls apart when she catches her boyfriend with her own roommate on their anniversary. One reckless night with a stranger was supposed to be her escape—until he turns out to be her new CEO. Now pregnant with his triplets, she’s forced into his world of power, control… and dangerous secrets. But when the truth leaks and enemies close in, will she survive the man who claims to protect her— or lose everything to the billionaire who owns her future?
View MoreOnce upon a time, the kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana were at peace with one another. That peace, however, was broken when the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch, Prince Cone, took over.
Prince Cone has always been hungry for power, always wanting more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and queen were killed, and the prince was taken into slavery.
The people of Salem that survived the war were enslaved; their land taken from them. Their women were made into sex slaves.
They lost everything, including their land.
Evil befell the land of Salem in the form of Prince Cone. The prince of Salem, Lucien, in his slavery, was filled with much rage, and he swore revenge.
Ten years later, thirty-year-old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated, training day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien, who was driven with everything in him to get back their land and take Mombana’s land as well.
It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything.
As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana: Princess Danika, the daughter of Prince Cone.
As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone could ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd worn for ten years rattling in his hand. He reached close to her, and with a swift movement, he collared her neck.
Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created. Giving her a cold smile, he stated curtly, “You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades—everything you and your father ever did to me and my people.”
Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face.
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MAYA POV The clinic didn't look like a doctor’s office. It looked like a five-star hotel, tucked away on a private floor of a building that didn't have a sign on the door. Marcus had been waiting at the curb at exactly eight o’clock, silent and professional as he drove me through the morning fog. I sat on the edge of the plush exam table, the paper covering crinkling under me. A woman in a sharp white coat, Dr. Aris, was looking at a monitor with a focused expression. The room was quiet, except for the rhythmic, low hum of the ultrasound machine. "Alright, Maya," Dr. Aris said, her voice soft. "Let’s take a look." I stared at the screen. At first, it was just grey static and blurred shapes. Then, she moved the wand, and things began to clear. "There," she pointed. "That’s one." I felt a lump form in my throat. It was real. A tiny, flickering pulse. "And..." The doctor paused, her eyebrows knitting together as she adjusted the settings. She moved the wand slightly to the left. "
MAYA POV The scent of the lilies made me want to throw up again. Derek stood there, looking tired and desperate, holding the bouquet like a shield. I stepped out of the elevator, but I didn't stop walking. "Maya, please," Derek said, following me through the lobby. "I’ve been calling you for two days. I went to the apartment, but the locks were changed." "I told the landlord I didn't feel safe," I said, my voice cold. I headed toward the glass revolving doors. "Which is true. I don't feel safe around people who lie to my face for three years." "It was a mistake, Maya. One night. Chloe and I... we were both drunk and—" I stopped at the curb and turned to face him. "Is that the script? You were drunk? You were in my bed, Derek. In the apartment I pay half the rent for." "I'll make it up to you. Just come home. We can talk about this over dinner. I bought those steaks you like." He reached out to touch my arm, but I flinched away. "There is no home to go back to," I said. "
MAYA POV The fluorescent lights of the office restroom were unforgiving. I leaned over the porcelain sink, splashing cold water onto my face for the third time. My reflection looked back at me with wide, panicked eyes. "Maya? Are you okay in there?" It was my supervisor, Elena. I heard her heels click against the tile as she walked toward my stall. "I’m fine," I called out, my voice sounding thin. "Just... a stomach bug. I think the coffee this morning didn't sit right." "Julian—Mr. Sterling—is not a man who likes to be kept waiting," Elena said through the door. She sounded worried. "He asked if you needed a doctor. It was weirdly specific for a guy who looks like he has ice in his veins." I gripped the edge of the sink until my knuckles turned white. "Tell him I’ll be back in five minutes. I just need a second." "Take ten. I’ll tell him you’re reviewing the data," she sighed. "But Maya, seriously, you look like you’ve seen a ghost." I waited until I heard the heavy restroom
MAYA POV The sunlight was too bright. It cut through the gaps in the heavy charcoal curtains, landing right across my eyes. I groaned, pulling a silk pillow over my head to block it out. My head felt like it was being squeezed by a vice, a dull reminder of the gin from the night before. Slowly, the memories started to click into place. The cupcake box on the floor. Derek and Chloe. The bar. The man. I sat up abruptly, clutching the smooth duvet to my chest. The room was massive, modern, and smelled faintly of cedar and expensive citrus. It was a minimalist’s dream—all glass, steel, and dark wood. I was alone in the bed. My clothes were folded neatly on a chair by the window. I scrambled out of bed, wincing as my head throbbed, and dressed as quickly as I could. I needed to leave before things got weird. I needed to get to the office. I found him in the kitchen. Julian was standing by a marble island, wearing a white button-down with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He












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