LOGINAfter a whirlwind secret marriage to ruthless billionaire Kian Donovan, struggling writer Eliora Monroe disappears without a trace, leaving only divorce papers behind. Two years later, she's back as a bestselling author with secrets, fame, and a ring on her finger that doesn't belong to him. But when Kian discovers the real reason she left—and the child she kept hidden—he'll stop at nothing to reclaim what's his.
View MoreEliora's POV "You're going to be at the signing tomorrow, right?" my publicist asked, half her attention on her phone, half on me, while I gathered my bag and tried to remember if I'd eaten lunch."I'll be there," I said, checking my watch and feeling a small jolt of panic at the time. "I need to go. It's late.""His Wife On Paper just hit number one again," she called after me, grinning. "Third week running.""I know," I said, already halfway out the door. "I know, it's incredible, I have to go."I'd barely had time to process any of it, the book deal that had come together almost by accident two years ago, a quiet evening of writing down everything that had happened to me, never imagining anyone would actually want to read it, let alone that it would become the thing currently dominating every bestseller list I checked. The title felt obvious the moment I typed it. “His Wife On Paper.” Because that's exactly what I'd been, once. On paper. Nothing more.I drove home with the radio o
Eliora's POV "Whose grave is this?" Noah asked, looking up at the headstone with the particular seriousness he brought to questions he actually wanted answered properly."This is your grandfather," I said. "My dad."Ezra had gone quiet beside me, his hand finding mine the way it did when he sensed something mattered before he fully understood why. He'd asked me weeks ago why he'd never met him, and I'd told him the truth, that his grandfather had died before either of the boys existed, that there hadn't been time, that some people you loved you only got to know through stories instead of memories."What was he like?" Noah asked.I crouched down between them, looking at the headstone. His name carved into it along with the dates that had always felt too close together. David Monroe. No mention of everything he'd built, everything that had been taken from him, everything that had eventually, years later, found its way back."He was careful," I said. "Thoughtful. He used to write ev
Zoey's POV "You're staring," Drew said, nudging me with his elbow while the photographer fussed with her lens cap."I'm allowed to stare. I'm emotionally invested.""You're emotionally invested in everything.""That's not a flaw, Drew, that's a personality trait." I watched Eliora across the garden, adjusting Noah's collar for the third time even though it had looked fine the first time, and felt my chest do the thing it always did when I looked at her.I'd known her since we were nineteen, both of us crammed onto a dorm room floor eating instant noodles at two in the morning because neither of us could sleep and neither of us wanted to admit why. She'd been quieter then. Careful in a way that used to worry me, like she was always doing math in her head about how much of herself was safe to show people.She wasn't doing that math anymore. I could see it from here."Remember when she used to apologize for taking up space?" I said."I wasn't there for that version of her.""I know. I'm
Eliora's POV "Nobody move," the photographer said, adjusting something on her camera while Noah, predictably, had already started fidgeting with his collar. "Just two more minutes.""You said that three minutes ago," Ezra pointed out."I'm aware," she said, not unkindly, and gestured for Kian to shift slightly closer to me. "Perfect. Hold there."We'd planned this for weeks, a proper family photo, the kind we'd never quite managed to get done amid everything else, always too busy, too scattered, too consumed by whatever crisis or quiet recovery was happening at the time. But Kian had insisted, the way he did sometimes now, deciding certain things mattered enough to actually schedule rather than hope would happen organically."This feels very formal," I said, trying not to move my mouth too much while still talking."It's supposed to be a little formal," Kian said. "That's the point.""You hate formal.""I've made an exception."Noah, beside me, had gone completely still in the parti
Eliora's POV I was happy. It was a real laughter, the kind that filled my heart with a warmth and joy that had always felt so far-fetched.Everything was fine. Life felt worth living again—until Tonia walked in.Kian’s mother entered like she owned the place, her heels clicking sharply against the
Eliora's POV “If you don’t let him go, Eliora, I will make sure there isn't a single bookstore in this city that will carry your name on its shelves.”The voice cut through the quiet of my office like a jagged blade. I didn't even have to look up from my laptop to know who it was. The scent of clo
Eliora's POVI pushed through the heavy ICU doors, my heart still hammering against my ribs from the confrontation with Elijah. My mind was a mess of frozen bank accounts and betrayal, but the second I reached room 312, the world outside simply ceased to exist.Ezra was laughing.The sight through
Eliora's POV “You might not want to hear this but I think he still likes you, Eliora.” Zoey whispered, leaning in close, her breath warm against my ear in the freezing hallway. “Come to think of it, you guys never got the closure that you needed. You know Kian just–”“Can we not?” I rubbed my temp






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