MasukShe Hides Her Billions. He Hates Her Family. Their War Is About To Begin. Isabella Vane has it all: a ten-billion-dollar empire, a stunning face, and a fiancé who just admitted he is only in it for the money. Heartbroken and hunted by her own legacy, Isabella does the unthinkable. She cuts her hair, puts on a fifteen-dollar blazer, and vanishes. To the world, she is a missing heiress. To Liam Sterling, she is just "Bella," his clumsy, plain, and surprisingly brilliant new assistant. Liam Sterling is a self-made titan with a grudge. He built his company to destroy the Vanes. He hates "rich girls" and has no time for secrets. But his new assistant is different. She is defiant. She is mysterious. And she knows more about high-level finance than a girl from her background should. As Liam draws closer to "Bella," the lines between hate and obsession blur. He wants to break her. He wants to own her. He has no idea he is falling for the woman he swore to ruin. But Isabella’s past is catching up. Her ex-fiancé is closing in. Her father is desperate. And Liam is starting to notice that his "poor" assistant has the eyes of a queen. When the masks fall, will Liam destroy her, or will he burn his empire to save her?
Lihat lebih banyak**켈리 톰슨의 시점**
달의 여신이시여, 저는 그에게 깊이 매달리지만, 그의 매혹적인 푸른 눈이 저를 한 번도 바라보지 않는 것이 가슴 아픕니다. 대신 그의 마음과 애정은 베티 노드라는 성가신 소녀에게 꽂혀 있습니다. 정말 화가 납니다! 하지만 왜 저는 이렇게 애쓰는 걸까요? 제 부모님은 알파 킹 돈 벤틀리의 충성스러운 베타로서, 두 해 전 북쪽 무리와의 치명적인 전투에서 그의 아들 제이슨을 구하기 위해 목숨을 바쳤습니다.
그들의 용기에 대한 보답으로 알파 킹은 선언했습니다. “톰슨 가문의 딸은 열여덟 번째 생일에 늑대를 깨우는 순간, 제 첫 아들인 알파 계승자 제이슨 벤틀리와 결혼할 것이다.” 부모님 장례식에서 그 연설을 들으며 저는 비밀스럽게 제이슨을 좋아했기에 기뻤습니다. 하지만 용기가 나서 고백하지 못했습니다. 물론 제이슨은 이미 베티에게 푹 빠져 있었습니다. 그녀는 그의 어머니 제인 벤틀리와 닮았기에, 제인은 출산 중 사망한 후 알파 킹은 홀로 남았습니다. 제인은 키 크고 늘씬한 금발의 달의 여왕이었고, 에메랄드처럼 반짝이는 녹색 눈으로 신처럼 보였습니다. 반면 저는 그녀와 전혀 닮지 않았습니다. 1.65미터에 85킬로그램인 저는 검은 머리, 갈색 눈, 창백한 피부에 풍만한 곡선을 자랑하는 뚱뚱한 늑대 소녀이죠. 문제는 아직 늑대를 얻지 못했다는 점입니다. 심지어 베티는 이미 늑대를 얻고 동맹인 동쪽 무리 학교에서 간호사 훈련을 받으러 떠났습니다. 오늘 아침, 저는 무리 사원에 가 향을 피우며 늑대를 달라 빌었습니다. 돌아오니 충격적인 소식을 들었습니다. 제가 제이슨과 결혼해야 한다는 것이었습니다. 알파 킹이 아들에게 결혼을 명했고, 제이슨은 반발했지만 왕의 권위에 굴복했습니다. 결혼 날짜는 자정으로 정해졌습니다.**오후 11시 (만월까지 1시간)**
제이슨은 지루한 표정으로 저를 기다리며, 뒤에서 소녀들이 저를 “세상에서 가장 운 좋은 못생긴 신부”라 수군거립니다. 합창단의 멜로디가 울리자 제이슨이 시계를 보았고, 11시 30분에 희미한 미소를 짓습니다. 저는 그의 실망한 표정을 보며 “안녕, 꿈이 아니야, 뚱뚱한 켈리야”라고 속으로 중얼거립니다. 손님들이 비웃으며 “매력적인 왕자와 팬케이크를 사랑하는 켈리”라고 놀리지만, 제이슨은 저를 쳐다보지도 않습니다. 알파 킹이 제 상태를 묻자 억지로 웃으며 “좋아요”라고 답합니다. 11시 59분, 별이 가득한 하늘에서 빛이 커지며 만월이 떠오릅니다. 제 몸이 떨리며 첫 변신이 시작됩니다. 웨딩드레스가 찢기고 뼈가 뒤틀리며 털이 돋고, 얼굴이 늑대 주둥이로 변합니다. 손님들이 공포에 질려 도망치지만, 알파 킹은 침착합니다. 저는 커튼에 엉켜 쓰러지고, 다시 인간으로 돌아옵니다. “안녕, 켈리,”라는 목소리가 들리며 드디어 늑대 셰리가 깨어났습니다. 하지만 급한 결혼식에서 제이슨의 무관심을 느끼고, 그는 술에 취해 쓰러졌습니다. 곧 저는 그의 아이를 임신했음을 알게 됩니다. “우리가 잘 돌볼게, 우리 아기야,” 셰리가 기쁘게 말합니다. 처음으로 미래에 대한 희망이 싹틉니다.POV: IsabellaThe Oregon coast has a way of stripping a person down to their essentials. There is no marble here to reflect a curated image, no velvet to soften the edges of a hard day. There is only the salt, the cedar, and the relentless rhythm of the tide.I sat at the small, scarred wooden desk in the corner of our bedroom, watching the rain streak the glass. It was a different kind of rain than the ones in Manhattan—it didn’t feel like an omen of a corporate takeover. It just felt like a Tuesday.Before me lay a simple, leather-bound journal. It wasn't a tablet. It didn't have a login, a biometric scanner, or an encryption layer. It was just paper and ink. I picked up the pen and felt the weight of it in my hand.August 14th, I wrote. I forgot where I put my keys today. It took me twenty minutes to find them under a pile of mail. It was the most frustrating, wonderful feeling I’ve had all week.A year ago, forgetting was impossible. My mind had been a search engine, a perfect, cl
POV: IsabellaThe Virginia air was thick, heavy with the scent of damp earth and pine—a suffocating blanket compared to the sharp, clean ice of Iceland. We weren't flying private. We weren't even flying as the Rossis. We had crossed the border in the back of a refrigerated truck, buried under crates of produce, two ghosts returning to a haunt we had never actually lived in.Liam stood beside me in the tall grass of the valley, his eyes fixed on the structure ahead. It wasn't a tower. It wasn't a glass fortress. It was an old, converted farmhouse, surrounded by a high electric fence and a sea of black-eyed Susans. To a passerby, it looked like a rural retreat. To me, it felt like the source of a wound."This is where it started," I said. My voice was low, steady. "The 2014 trials. Before the Sterling money made it shiny.""Marcus was right," Liam said. He was holding a handheld thermal scanner Arthur had given us. The screen showed a massive heat signature deep beneath the floorboards
POV: LiamThe facility didn't just feel empty; it felt hollowed out. The silence left behind by the Julian Vane AI was a heavy, physical thing, a void where a god had once lived. Arthur Vance was already moving, his fingers dancing across a handheld terminal as he scrambled the local perimeter sensors."The Pension Board's contractors are landing at the geothermal plant four miles East," Arthur said, his voice clipped. "They aren't here for a deposition. They’ve been authorized to use 'extraordinary measures' to recover the Sterling lifeboat fund. To them, you aren't people—you’re the human passwords to three billion dollars."I looked at Isabella. She was standing by the window, her silhouette sharp against the moonlight. She looked different. The slight, constant tension in her shoulders had vanished. She was breathing with her whole body, her chest rising and falling in a slow, deep rhythm that made my own heart ache with a strange, fierce relief."The routing codes," she said, tur
POV: IsabellaThe port of Reykjavik didn't look like a sanctuary. It looked like the end of the world. Sharp, volcanic rock met a sea the color of bruised slate, and the air carried a chill that didn't just bite—it felt like it was trying to hollow you out from the inside.Liam held my hand as we stepped off the freighter's gangway. The dock was empty, save for a single, silver car idling near a stack of rusted shipping containers. There were no customs officials. No police. Just the low, haunting moan of the wind through the harbor cables."The manifest said they were expecting us," Liam said, his voice tight. He hadn't let go of the tablet. "But 'Reykjavik Control' isn't a person. It’s an automated relay.""My father’s voice, Liam," I whispered. "I know it. I lived with it in my head for years. That wasn't a recording. The inflection... it responded to the ship’s call sign.""We’ll find out," he said.We walked toward the car. The door opened automatically. There was no driver. The
POV: IsabellaThe silence that followed my announcement wasn’t quiet. It was the sound of an empire’s heart stopping. The server room, usually filled with the comforting, mechanical hum of progress, felt like a tomb where the oxygen had just run out.Eleanor stood frozen, the violet glow of the ove
POV: LiamThe red light of the drone outside the window wasn't just a camera; it was a target lock. I didn’t need Marcus to tell me that the safe house had become a kill box. Eleanor was no longer playing the corporate game; she was cleaning the slate. When you’ve lost twenty billion dollars in a s
POV: IsabellaThe world didn't fade; it fractured.I stood on the balcony, the rain soaking through my silk blazer, but I couldn't feel the cold. I couldn't feel anything except the rhythmic, pulsing heat in the center of my chest. It felt like a second heart, one made of static and cold logic, t
POV: IsabellaThe tablet in my lap was the only source of light in the darkened medical suite. It felt heavy, not with the weight of the hardware, but with the explosive potential of the files I had just decrypted. The Vane estate was a fortress of secrets, but Eleanor had forgotten that a fortress






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