LOGIN“Will you marry me?” “Hell no.” ––– Isabella Kingston built her empire with cold steel and ruthless determination. At twenty-six, she’s the CEO every man wants to conquer and every woman envies. But when her grandfather’s will took her control away from her, she made a dangerous move—one that could save her legacy or ruin her. Elion Dawson, dark-eyed, devastatingly handsome, and infuriatingly calm, he’s supposed to be nothing more than her assistant. Instead, he’s the man she chooses to marry in a reckless gamble to escape her uncle’s grasp. He was supposed to be another pawn in her games but his touch is addictive, his kisses ruinous, and his intentions anything but innocent. Elion came into her life with a sole purpose, to destroy the family that destroyed his. He was never meant to fall for her… yet every stolen glance, every brush of skin, draws him deeper into a passion that burns hotter than the city skyline at night. In a world where betrayal hides behind every smile and desire can destroy an empire, Isabella must decide—will she fight for her throne, or surrender to the man who could ruin her?
View MoreISABELLA'S POV The way I got out of the seat was out of this world. Elion took over, and I watched his fingers fly across the keyboard. He was following every trail. The security cameras. The breaches in the email address, access logs, everything. The movement patterns were all leading to one place. As Elion got to the final stage, he seemed to let out a small breath before he made the move of even pressing the keyboard. Then the name finally appeared right on the television. Daniel Kingston. I swallowed hard, and my throat was slowly closing up.“There's something here in this office. The security cameras lead all the way there.”“Take me there,” I said, and I hated the fact that my voice almost sounded pleading. Elion gave me a small nod, and he commented the laptop to his phone somehow, tracking the cameras. I followed him out of the office, and it led towards the basement of the office. The air was suddenly chilly, and I wrapped an arm around myself. Elion took his suit of
ELION'S POVIsabella wanted us to prepare. Ruthlessly. And I was enjoying this more than I should. Marco was practically involved in the whole thing now, and I didn't miss the look that he was giving me. It was almost like he was questioning my life decisions. I was willing to let him. Ever since Isabella got back from the hospital, I noticed how protective she was of her phone. I wasn't going to be the prying type. Not when I knew that this was going to come to an end very soon. There was no use of trying to act like I was going to be there for her. “I don't care who this person is,” Isabella finally spoke up after some time. “We won't confront him. We'll trap him instead.”“You're dangerous when you think like this,” I told her, and she gave me a small smile. One that looked like it hid a lot of secrets underneath. I allowed that slide. “You should be worried,” she finally said, and I gave her a small smile of my own. She didn't know just how much I knew about her. Things that
ISABELLA'S POVI had my own secrets.Things that I would rather take to the grave with me. Things that if my grandfather heard of them, he would ask me to leave his house immediately. But still, I played the part of being a good daughter so well that no one would have suspected me.That was nothing compared to the way Fred had acted, if everything that Marco and Elion had shown me in that room.I had spent hours upon hours thinking about things. When my grandpa was alive, he and Thomas had always gotten free access. They were more than allowed to touch the documents, meddle and make decisions.Everything had changed after I took over. I pre
ELION'S POVIt wasn't going to be long until Marco wanted to meet Isabella for himself. And I couldn't even understand why I was being so protective about her. It was almost like I wanted to protect her from the outside world. And she hadn't even replied to my text about her going to see her best friend. The guards that were with her kept assuring me that she was safe, but I couldn't even bring myself to believe all that. I needed her to reply by herself. “So now, you're asking me to do her work too?” Marco asked, and I shot him a look. “Are you going to do it or not?” I asked, and he finally sighed. Then he got to work, tapping away on the computer. I needed some extra work to be done.There was a possibility that there was some kind of override in the assess thing. I needed to be sure. Sure enough, when Marco turned the laptop to me, it had the Blake guy's name there. Then he continued tapping and clicking into folders. That was when I saw him sit up, and bite his lower lip.
Isabella’s POVElion adjusted faster than anyone I had ever hired and within three days he understood the rhythm of my schedule better than assistants who had worked under me for years.He did not hover and he did not ask for constant validation and he did not attempt to anticipate my moods to avoi
Isabella’s POV“This is fraud,” my aunt snapped as she pointed toward Mr Hastings and then toward me as though we had conspired in secret for years.“My father would never cut me out,” Daniel said as he planted both hands on the table and leaned forward. “He would not hand everything to a child whe
Isabella’s POVThe funeral was exactly what I expected and nothing that I wanted.It was large and filled with people who had perfected the art of looking sad while thinking about how to end their enemy.Black cars lined the driveway of the estate and security stood at every corner while politician
Isabella’s POVThe days after the will reading did not allow space for quiet grief because the company did not pause.By the second morning I was back at headquarters and sitting at the head of the boardroom table where my grandfather had sat for decades and the weight of the seat felt heavier than












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