LOGIN“When were you going to tell me I slept with my nephew’s little fiancée?” Betrayed on the night she was supposed to say forever, Eveline Storm makes one reckless choice—and wakes up in the arms of a man she should never have touched. Cold, brilliant, and dangerously powerful, Lucien Roswood isn’t just a stranger…he’s her fiancé’s uncle. She wants distance. He wants control. When her father’s life lands in Lucien’s hands, Eveline is forced into his world—his home, his rules and his obsession. By day, he’s untouchable, a surgeon who rules the operating room. By night, he reminds her that she belongs to him. But Lucien isn’t just after her body—he’s playing a deeper game of revenge, and she’s the perfect weapon. Caught between a manipulative fiancé, a ruthless dark past that involves her own father, and a man who refuses to let her go, Eveline finds herself with only one choice— Running into the arms of the man who carries a secret that might just bury them all.
View MoreLucien Lucien stood on the hotel balcony with two coffees going cold in his hands. Below him, the Bali morning was unrolling in soft gold, with palms bending in the breeze, white surf folding onto black sand, and a fisherman walking the shoreline like he had nowhere else to be. It was the most beautiful view he'd ever seen. He barely noticed it. For the first time in more than a year, no phone was buzzing in his pocket. No Patrick, no board members, no sibling from hell causing trouble. He had turned it off the moment they landed, and he hadn't missed it once. Six months had passed since the night Michelle was born— months of sleepless nights, of paperwork and hospital meetings, of Eveline asleep on his shoulder at three in the morning with a baby between them. He stepped back through the glass doors and into the cool, dim hotel room. Eveline was awake. She lay in the middle of the huge white bed with the sheets tangled around her waist and her hair spilled across the
Eveline Eveline had been told, repeatedly, that she would know. Belinda had said it. Dr. Marlowe had said it. A stranger in the pharmacy aisle had patted her stomach and said it with great confidence. “Don't worry, honey, you'll just know.” As a health professional, Eveline had always privately thought it was a ridiculous thing to say. She was standing in front of the bedroom mirror, one hand pressed to the small of her back, when she found out they were right. It was a Friday night, two months after the hospital, and she was nine days from her due date. Marlowe had assured her the baby was nowhere near ready. So Lucien had booked a table at the restaurant on the pier, the one with candles in glass jars and a view of the water, and Eveline had spent forty minutes wrestling herself into the navy dress he'd pretended not to like because he liked it too much. She'd gotten as far as one heel, half the zipper, and one side of her hair pinned up. The mascara on her left eye w
Lucien The conference room had never felt so crowded. Ten department heads sat around the long table, every one of them holding a folder and wearing the same careful expression. It was the look of people who had survived a storm and weren’t sure the sky had finished with them yet. Lucien stood at the head of the table with his hands braced on the back of a chair. He hadn’t sat down once in forty minutes. “Let me make sure I understand,” he said, looking at the woman from finance. “The supplier contract with Callahan’s subsidiary was signed eight months ago. And in eight months, nobody on your team asked why we were paying triple the market rate for gauze.” She shifted in her seat. “The invoices were approved at the administrator level, Dr. Roswood. Mr. Vanbeek signed off on all of them.” “I’m sure he did.” Nobody laughed. Nobody had the nerve to. Lucien exhaled slowly, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He wasn’t angry at the people in this room. Most of them had been sca
Eveline “When is that handsome young man of yours going to walk you down the aisle?” Belinda took Eveline’s arm as she walked past, pulling her into the nurses station. She dragged a chair close, gesturing for her to sit herself and her bulging bump down. “Is he waiting until the baby comes?” She asked as she leaned against the table, her arms folded. “I know I should’ve pestered him before you started showing.” Eveline doubted it would’ve worked. How many months did they have between Gerald’s case and Peter showing up? A wedding arrangement would’ve taken months—and the past few months had been anything but calm. Things were just starting to go back to normal and she was going on a vacation with Lucien pretty soon. “Technically,” she corrected, with a small laugh, “—it’s Jonah who gets to walk me down the aisle. Lucien’s job is to stand by the officiating minister and look pretty.” Belinda snorted as she laughed, patting Eveline’s arm. “It’s your wedding. You’re the one
“Miss Storm.” Eveline stood rooted to the spot as he walked into the room, a polite smile on his lips. He walked over to her, stretching out his hand. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Dr. Roswood. I’ll be handling your father’s case.” She couldn’t say a word. Her lips wouldn’t move and her brain wen
The elevator doors opened with a soft chime, and Eveline rushed out, panting softly. She’d run through the parking lot—from the free spot she found to park her car, through the hospital lobby, narrowly avoiding a man in a wheelchair and an IV hooked to his arm, barely making it into the elevator be
Eveline wasn’t sure how she got from the bar to this spacious, luxury high-rise apartment with the glass walls that overlooked the city’s skylight. But the stranger standing in front of her was looking at her like he wanted to devour her whole. “Something tells me this isn’t something you do on
Eveline pinched the card between her fingers as she spun around, hiding it behind her back. Her heart thumped behind her ribcage, and from the way he was staring at her, she was almost certain he could hear it. Lucien’s lips twitched with a flat smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “That’s not how yo












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