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Hired To Tame The Billionaire

Hired To Tame The Billionaire

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Contemporary

Hidden Identity

Actor / Actress

CEO

Betrayal

Hate to Love

Secret Love

Pretend to be his fiancée. Save her brother’s life. Don’t fall in love with a man who can’t see the truth. Celeste Harper is a master of voices, but her own life is a tragedy. Drowning in the suffocating medical bills for her comatose younger brother, she’s one missed payment away from losing the only family she has left. Until a cold-blooded offer from the city’s most powerful matriarch changes everything. The Task: Step into the designer heels of Vivian Lancaster—the socialite who abandoned her fiancé, Lucian Aldridge, the moment a brutal accident stole his sight. The Target: Lucian. A billionaire CEO turned into a recluse, a man whose bitterness is as sharp as the shards of glass that blinded him. He’s a wounded predator in a gilded cage, and he hates the woman who left him. The Problem: When Celeste speaks, Lucian doesn't just hear his fiancée—he hears the only reason he has left to live. Now, Celeste is trapped in a dangerous game of sensory deception. Every touch is a risk; every whisper is a lie. As she navigates the dark hallways of his estate and the growing, electric tension between them, the lines start to blur. To the world, she’s a gold-digger seeking redemption. To Lucian, she’s the only light in his darkness. But secrets in the Aldridge empire are never buried deep enough. In a world where he can’t see her face, Celeste must decide: how long can she play the role of a ghost before she disappears entirely? Because when the bandages come off and Lucian finally sees the truth—it won’t just be his heart on the line. It will be her life.

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Prologue
Celeste Harper had done a lot of desperate things in her life.She had juggled three soul-crushing jobs at once, surviving on caffeine and sheer spite. She had lived on instant noodles for weeks, the salty broth a poor substitute for a real meal. She had even lied through her teeth just to land a voice-acting gig that barely covered the interest on her mounting debts. Poverty wasn't just a state of being for Celeste; it was a relentless predator, always snapping at her heels.But this? This was a different kind of desperation. This was the first time she was about to look a man in the "eyes"—or where his eyes used to find her—and lie to his face while pretending to be his fiancée.And not just any man. Lucian Aldridge.Billionaire. CEO. A titan of industry who had been recently blinded in a high-speed accident that had dominated the headlines for months. And as far as he knew? She was Vivian Lancaster—the high-society socialite who had packed her designer bags and vanished the very sec
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Desperate
“Your voice is dry, Celeste. You sound like you’ve been eating sandpaper for breakfast. We’re doing a romantic lead, not a heavy smoker in a tragedy. Get out of the booth.”The director’s voice crackled through my headset, cold and sharp enough to draw blood. I stood behind the heavy glass of the recording studio, my fingers gripping the edge of the music stand so hard my knuckles were white. I could feel the sweat pooling at the small of my back, my throat tight with a thirst that went deeper than water.“Please, Mr. Vargas,” I whispered, my voice cracking the moment I leaned into the microphone. “Just one more take. I haven’t slept much, I just need a minute to—”“We don’t have minutes. We have a schedule. You’ve wasted an hour of studio time because you can’t hit a simple high note. You’re done. Send the next girl in.”The light in the booth turned from red to a cold, dead white. The silence that followed was deafening.I stepped out into the hallway, my legs feeling like lead weigh
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Humiliation
The next ten hours were a blur of humiliation, a frantic descent into the darkest corners of survival. My pride didn’t just break; it was pulverized under the weight of my desperation. I stood in the hospital lobby, my thumb hovering over the contact list of a life I was about to lose.“Hey, Sarah? It’s Celeste.” I forced a lightness into my voice that felt like lead. “Listen, I was wondering if you could lend me… even just fifty thousand? I’ll pay you back with interest, I swear. Noah’s situation is just… it’s critical.”“Celeste, I’m sorry,” Sarah’s voice was flat, filtered through the static of a busy life I was no longer part of. “I heard about the dubbing gig this morning. Everyone in the industry is talking, saying you’re losing your touch, that your voice is shot. I can’t risk lending money to someone who might not have a career next week.”Click.The dial tone was the coldest sound I had ever heard. I didn’t have time to mourn the friendship. I moved to the next name, then the
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Deal
“You’re pathetic, Vivian. Even your voice sounds like it’s been dragged through the mud.”Lucian’s words hit me like a physical strike. I stood there in the center of that dark, suffocating library, my heart hammering so hard I thought my ribs might snap. The smell of scotch and old leather was overwhelming. I had just delivered my first line—the line that cost me my soul—and his response was pure, unadulterated venom.“I… I told you, Lucian. I haven’t been well,” I said, forcing that breathy, aristocratic lilt back into my throat. My voice was trembling, but I had to make him think it was guilt, not terror. “I came back because I couldn’t breathe without knowing you were okay.”“Liar!” he roared, standing up so abruptly his chair hit the floor with a deafening thud. He navigated the shadows with a terrifying, predatory grace, stopping just inches from me. He didn’t have to see me to make me feel small. “You came back because the money in Paris ran out? Or did your new lover realize wh
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Beast’s Fury
The heavy library doors clicked shut behind me, and for a second, I just stood there in the stifling heat of the room. It was barely noon, but the curtains were drawn so tight that the sun was a mere suggestion. The air was thick with the suffocating scent of expensive bourbon and something sharper—the smell of a man who had let himself rot in his own bitterness.“You’re late,” the voice growled from the shadows.“I didn’t realize we had a schedule, Lu,” I said, instantly flicking on the switch. My voice was smooth, airy, and carried that shallow, playful lilt of Vivian’s. Inside, my heart was a trapped bird, but my vocal cords were steady. “The sun is out. You should try seeing it. Oh, wait—”I bit my tongue, faking the gasp of a woman who had just realized she’d made a cruel joke. Vivian was a bitch; she would have said that.In a heartbeat, the shadow moved.I didn’t even see him launch himself from the chair. One second he was a silhouette, and the next, a wall of heat and muscle s
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Silence
“You forgot to put on Vivian’s signature ring.”The voice didn’t come from the shadows of a predator, but from the cool, clinical space of a man who had seen too much. I gasped, my hand flying to my bare throat, my back hitting the cold stone of the hallway.Standing there was Marcus Langley. He wasn’t the head of security, but he was something far more dangerous: Lucian’s personal assistant, the man who managed the billionaire’s life with the precision of a Swiss watch. He was holding a leather-bound planner in one hand and a tablet in the other.His eyes, shielded by thin, silver-rimmed glasses, weren’t looking at my face. They were locked onto my right hand—the hand that was currently shaking and devoid of the five-carat canary diamond Vivian Lancaster never went a day without.My breath hitched. I tried to curl my fingers into a fist, hiding the evidence of my fraud, but it was too late. The hallway, which had felt like a refuge seconds ago, suddenly felt like a trap.“I… I must h
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First Meal
“What the fuck, Lu? I’m trying to be nice here and this is the thanks I get?”The words tore out of my throat with the perfect blend of Parisian annoyance and high-society entitlement. My heart was slamming against my ribs like a frantic bird in a cage, but I didn’t let my voice waver. I stood my ground, my hand trembling under the weight of the five-carat lie on my finger.Lucian froze. His hand was still clamped onto my shoulder, his fingers digging into the silk of my dress, but the sheer audacity of my tone seemed to throw him off.“You think I’m an idiot?” he hissed, though the volume of his voice dropped a fraction. “I told you—the ring was sold. I have the receipts from the jeweler in Zurich.”I let out a sharp, jagged laugh—the kind of cold, mocking sound I’d heard Vivian make in a dozen videos. I reached up and pried his hand off my shoulder, tossing his arm away as if it were nothing more than a nuisance.“Oh, Lu. Always so paranoid,” I said, my voice dripping with honeyed c
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Intrusion
“What’s up, lonely people? The prince is here!”The voice exploded through the foyer like a firecracker in a tomb. It was high, energetic, and carried an obnoxious layer of self-importance that grated against the heavy silence of the Aldridge Estate. I nearly dropped the tray I was holding.Coming through the grand double doors was a man who looked like he’d been plucked from a luxury streetwear catalogue. Sandro Aldridge. Lucian’s younger cousin—the family’s resident playboy and, according to Emelia’s crash course, the only person in the world who didn’t treat Lucian like a ticking time bomb.Sandro didn’t stop to wait for a greeting. He strode in, sunglasses perched on his head, a smirk plastered on his face. Then, his eyes landed on me.I froze. My thumb was still bandaged from the glass cut, and I was wearing a dress that was slightly too tight, clutching a tray of cold coffee. I expected him to stop, to squint, to point a finger and scream Imposter! Instead, his smirk widened int
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Scent
“Is he breathing on his own? Please, just tell me the oxygen levels haven’t dropped.”I huddled in the corner of the lavish guest suite, my voice barely a whisper as I pressed the phone to my ear. I was sitting on the edge of a bed that cost more than my childhood home, but I felt like I was vibrating out of my skin.“Ms. Lancaster, please calm down,” the nurse’s voice came through, Lancaster, yeah, that’s—that’s me, sounding significantly more patient than the overworked staff in the charity ward. “Noah is stable. Better than stable, actually. The new medication the specialists brought in this morning has already started to reduce the intracranial pressure. He’s still in a coma, yes, but his vitals are the strongest they’ve been since the accident.”I let out a breath that felt like it had been trapped in my lungs for forty-eight hours. “And the room? He’s still in the VIP wing?”“He is. He has a private nurse twenty-four hours a day now. He’s getting the best care possible, Celeste.
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Library
“Where is it? It was right here. Third shelf, fourth section from the left. I know it was here!”The crash of a heavy mahogany ladder against the floorboards made me jump so hard I nearly dropped the vase I was refilling. I didn’t wait to think. I dropped the flowers and ran toward the sound, my heels skidding on the polished wood of the library entrance.The room was a cavern of shadows, lit only by the dying embers in the fireplace. In the center of the wreckage sat Lucian. He was on the floor, tangled in a heap of leather-bound books that had cascaded down like a landslide. The rolling ladder was tilted precariously against a shelf, and Lucian was clutching his shoulder, his face contorted in a mask of agonizing frustration.“Lucian! Don’t move!” I cried out, my real voice—the one that belonged to Celeste—slipping out in the panic.I rushed to his side, my hands reaching out to check for injuries. I could see a thin line of red blooming on his forehead where he’d clipped the edge o
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