LOGINNo one has ever seen the mysterious heiress of the McKenzie empire, but everyone knows her name—Bianca McKenzie, the girl with power, wealth... and secrets. Craving a normal life beyond her last name, Bianca disguises herself as a man—Brian—to land a job in a company where women aren’t welcome. Hired by the cold yet devastatingly handsome CEO Justin Miller, Bianca is determined to hide her true identity, no matter the cost. But neither of them is prepared for the emotional collision that follows. What begins as friction turns into fragile friendship, then spirals into forbidden desire. One drunken night ignites a passion that changes everything. But when the truth is exposed, Justin feels betrayed and casts her away. He never meant the words. She never forgot them. Five years later, she returns—no longer hidden, no longer Brian, but as the stunning, untouchable heiress now set to inherit her grandfather’s kingdom. And she’s not alone… she carries a secret that could shatter everything. Now, with the media circling, a jealous ex on the warpath, and the man who once broke her heart trying to fight for her again, Bianca must decide: Will she protect her heart, or let the man who once destroyed it be the one to mend it?
View MoreIt started like every other night — laughter, drinks, and stories that made us who we are. But it never felt this right before.
Me, staring at the man I've come to love, wishing he knew me for me and not the lies I made him believe. His laughter, the way it echoed in the room, and how my heart responded was a completely different thing. The peaceful look on his face and how casually he talked when not being stressed or confusion made my heart swell. Can this ever happen? Us? I doubt! it has always been in my heart and having it happen in reality will be a complete miracle. Yes, a miracle. I was pulled out of my heavy thoughts by his call. "Are you okay? Brian?" His eyes, the concern it held as he stared deeper into my soul left me weak to my knees. I nodded with a smile that only he could give me, "yes" I glanced at the file on the table, "it's indeed amazing how far you've come, congratulations, sir!" Today, he just struck another deal with the Hilton's Empire, the second largest to the MCKENZIE'S and it was indeed a big achievement. I've watched him grow, I've watched him forget himself in his attempt to please his family. Love? That's very far from him, happiness? I guess the devil snatched that away the moment he was asked to date a girl be never like. Friend? I've become the only one he can call a friend and I feel so broken, betrayed by my love for him knowing he trusted me but I ended up falling for him. "No... congratulations to Us, we did it together" he reached for my hand and grabbed it, " I don't know what I would have done if it wasn't for you, thank you, Brian" every sound that left his mouth made my heart flutter, but the sound of him calling me name that wasn't mine shattered all the small hopes I had. I forced a smile, "you shouldn't thank me" I pulled my hand away not wanting to let the idea of us linger more than they already do, "I'm your PA, it is my duty and responsibility to help you grow" I chuckled, "after all, I got paid for it" I joked and he laughed. "Indeed you get paid for it, but still, you put in a lot of effort for us to achieve this, so thank you " He stood up, grabbed the file on the table and said, "Common, we have to celebrate this...a day off for me and you" he turned and walked out of the room. I sat there, still in a daze. Seconds turned to minutes, only then did I move. I went out, got into the car and we kicked off. ********* *At the club* It was a celebration, a success celebration. But when you are stuck with your feelings for your boss and knowing you can't tell him exactly how you feel, all you have to do is drink and laugh along, pretending to be happy and okay. We both drank, danced and beat ourselves to whatever tension was between us until we were both knocked out, not completely but enough to roll at the comma of alcohol. "Let's go, it's getting late" I tried to stand but ended up falling. The room was swaying and everyone in it. "Right!" Justin forced himself up, and was about to leave when he saw me on the couch, helpless. "Gosh, you are so wasted" He helped me up and supported me as we walked outside. Indeed, it was late. We both were drunk, too drunk to drive and it will be risky for us to leave. We booked a hotel. There were supposed to be two rooms but only one room was available, unfortunately. In our mindless state, Justin walked me to the bed and dropped me, his legs and body failed him and he fell on me. And that was how it started, that was how I knew it can't be over so soon. I tried to push him off but his weight was too much. His face was just an inch away from mine and I trembled at his hot breath on my skin. Then, he did the unthinkable. He kissed me, like he's been wanting to do it all along. I wanted to push him away, but I wanted him. I've imagined this moment for far too long that I couldn't give it all up now. I kissed him back, my fingers worked their way through his hair as I pulled him closer, wanting more. If it's just in my head, or a dream caused by my longing and the effect of alcohol on me, then, I'll choose to live in it and enjoy it. The night was long, heated and raw. A night I will leave to remember, a memory that I'll forever savor. It was beautiful, but fleeting. It vanished with the night and the morning came with pain I had expected but was never prepared. He saw it, he saw through my secret and now, he knows me and all the lies I told him, and the truth clearly evident before him, I knew it would tear us apart.As the car drove away from the Miller estate, the grand iron gates disappearing in the rearview mirror, Bianca couldn't shake the uneasy feeling settling in her chest. She stared out the window, watching the tall hedges and manicured lawns blur past, but her mind was stuck back in that ornate living room.Mrs. Miller had been nothing but kind. Welcoming, even. There had been no arguments, no cold stares, no cutting remarks about her background or her worth. It was as if Bianca's arrival had been expected—celebrated, even."Don't you think your parents were acting strange?" Bianca turned to Justin, her brow furrowed. "I expected resistance. I prepared myself for a fight. But they just... accepted me. Like they were glad it was me."Justin let out a long, weary sigh and pulled her into his arms, guiding her head to rest against his shoulder. She went willingly, the tension in her body slowly unraveling at his touch."I expected that reaction from my mom," he admitted, his voice low. "To
Mrs. Miller was descending the stairs slowly, each step deliberate, her silk robe trailing behind her like a whisper. The morning light streamed through the large bay windows, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. Her expression was unreadable—calm on the surface, but her eyes were sharp, assessing, already cataloging everything she saw.Mr. Miller, as usual, was focused on the paper in his hand, his reading glasses perched low on his nose. He sat in his favorite leather armchair, his left leg crossed over the right, completely absorbed in whatever financial report or business news had captured his attention. He didn't look up when his wife descended. He didn't look up when the front door opened. The world could have been ending outside, and he probably wouldn't have noticed until the smoke reached his study.Mrs. Miller was the first person to spot Justin and Bianca walking into the room. Her hand froze on the polished wooden banister. Her foot hovered mid-step. For
Silence stretched across the living room like a drawn wire ready to snap. Grandpa Josh’s eyes never left Bianca’s as he spoke.“Give us a moment, sweetheart. I need to have a word with this young man.”His tone was firm, heavy with authority — the kind that did not need to be raised to be obeyed.Bianca hesitated.She trusted her grandfather with her life. But not when it came to Justin. Not when it came to the man she loved. She could almost predict what was coming, could almost see the storm gathering behind her grandfather’s calm exterior.After a long moment of internal battle, she finally gave in. She forced herself to breathe. Before turning toward the stairs, she offered Justin a small, encouraging smile — one filled with hope he wasn’t sure he deserved.Then she disappeared.The air thickened the moment she left.Justin swallowed and faced the man seated before him — the infamous McKenzie patriarch. A man whose presence alone carried weight.“I really do love your granddaughte
At home, Bianca lay on the couch, eyes closed, her body finally surrendering to the exhaustion that had been chasing her for days. The soft glow of the table lamp cast warm shadows across the living room, illuminating the delicate curve of her jaw, the faint purple shadows beneath her eyes, the way her chest rose and fell in slow, measured breaths. She seemed to be trying to get some rest—truly trying—her fingers uncurled at her sides, her face relaxed for the first time in what felt like forever.The house was quiet. The kind of quiet that settled into the walls and whispered of peace. Somewhere in the distance, a clock ticked steadily, marking the passage of time like a heartbeat.Monica sat on the couch next to her, curled into the corner with her legs tucked beneath her, her phone glowing in her hands. She had been scrolling for the better part of an hour—catching up on emails, checking social media, idly thumbing through the news—when her finger froze mid-scroll.Her eyes widened
I packed my things as soon as I was done, all set to retire for the day. It wasn’t until then—just as I was about to head out—that I looked at him again. He was still seated, completely immersed in his work, his eyes scanning documents with a kind of intense focus that made it easy to forget the ti
I quickly cleaned up the office, tidying up every stray piece of paper, aligning pens, and ensuring the files were perfectly organized. A soft smile tugged at my lips, the satisfaction of a job well done warming me from the inside. I knew he would appreciate the effort, or at least I hoped he would
After signing the deal, we immediately shifted our focus to his daily schedule—one he was already running late for. Time wasn't on our side, but somehow, we made it just in time for the board meeting.We walked into the conference room seconds before it began, and all eyes landed on Justin. There w
Justin served the steaming porridge in the small dining section of the room. The soft aroma curled in the air, teasing my empty stomach. I went ahead and sat down, folding my hands in my lap as I waited. He moved with quiet precision in the kitchen, finishing up whatever last touches he had in mind












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