Prologue

Celeste Harper had done a lot of desperate things in her life.She’d worked three jobs at once. Lived on instant noodles for weeks. Lied through her teeth just to get hired at a voice-acting gig that barely paid her rent. But this?This was the first time she was about to lie to a man’s face while pretending to be his fiancée.And not just any man. Lucian Aldridge.Billionaire. CEO. Recently blinded in an accident. And as far as he knew? She was Vivian Lancaster—the woman who had left him the second he lost his sight.The lie sat heavy on her chest as the sleek black town car glided through the massive iron gates of the Aldridge estate. The rain outside matched the storm brewing inside her. She gripped the leather seat so hard her knuckles turned white.“This is crazy,” she muttered under her breath.“What’s crazy is you second-guessing our agreement at the last minute,” came the smooth, clipped voice beside her. Emelia Aldridge, Lucian’s mother. Powerful. Elegant. Cold as a winter br

Last Updated : 2025-03-30

Too Good to Be True

Celeste Harper had exactly $42.17 in her bank account, a landlord who side-eyed her rent extensions, and a hospital billing department that had her on speed dial. She needed a miracle. Or a lottery win. Or, at the very least, a drink that wasn’t a watered-down instant coffee from the breakroom.Instead, she had Amara Sinclair, best friend and personal bad-influence, dragging her toward an exclusive high-society party.“Come on, Cel, one night,” Amara pleaded, practically shoving a sequined dress into Celeste’s arms. “Noah’s stable. You need a break before you actually collapse.”Celeste sighed, rubbing her temples. “Amara, I have work in the morning. And I’m pretty sure these people drink champagne that costs more than my entire existence.”“Exactly.” Amara grinned. “Which means free drinks and a chance to network. You never know who’s looking for a new voice actress. Maybe some rich guy is desperate to hire someone who can sound like his long-lost lover or something.”Celeste rolled

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Welcome to Hell

If Celeste ever wrote a memoir, this moment would be titled: The Exact Second I Regretted Every Life Choice That Led Me Here.Drenched, exhausted, and clutching a duffel bag that held everything she owned, she stood in the grand foyer of the Aldridge estate, shivering as rainwater dripped onto the expensive marble floor. The place screamed wealth—vaulted ceilings, chandeliers that probably cost more than her entire existence, and the distinct, crisp scent of money and power.Too bad the owner of said money and power had the personality of a rabid dog.A glass shattered against the wall just inches from her face, amber liquid splattering onto the pristine white columns.Her heart slammed against her ribs.“Get. Out.”The voice was lethal—deep, sharp, and laced with a kind of exhaustion that told her he wasn’t in the mood for visitors.Lucian Aldridge stood across the room, his imposing frame shadowed in the dim glow of his study. Dressed in black slacks and a half-unbuttoned dress shir

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Trapped in the Lie

Celeste wasn’t sure what was worse—the way Lucian kept staring at her like he could see right through her, or the way Emelia watched her like she was waiting for her to fail.Both were suffocating.She sat stiffly in the oversized leather chair across from Lucian, his presence overwhelming even in silence. He wasn’t just a man who had lost his sight—he was a man who had lost everything and knew it. The weight of that loss pressed into the room like a storm about to break.And she was stuck in the middle of it.Lucian tilted his head, his fingers tracing the rim of his untouched whiskey glass. “You’re quiet, Vivian. That’s not like you.”Celeste’s stomach lurched. Shit.She forced a small laugh, keeping her voice light. “I figured you’d be happier if I shut up.”He smirked. “That’s more like you.”Across the room, Emelia leaned in toward Marcus Langley, Lucian’s assistant, her voice a sharp whisper.“She doesn’t belong here,” Emelia murmured, her gaze cold as ice. “She’ll fail.”Marcus

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The Beast’s Temper

Lucian had once been untouchable. A man who commanded boardrooms with a single look, who made billion-dollar deals over coffee like it was nothing.Now? He barely looked human.He sat in his pristine, too-grand-for-one-man dining room, unshaven, shirt half-buttoned, dark hair too long and curling at the ends. His beard? Borderline feral. And the whiskey in his grip? That was his new personality.Across from him, Marcus Langley adjusted his tie, looking one broken glass away from quitting.“Sir, the board is requesting an update. They’re growing uneasy with your—” Marcus hesitated, eyeing the half-empty bottle of Macallan. “—prolonged absence.”Lucian lifted his glass lazily. “Tell them I’m alive.”“That won’t be enough.”Lucian turned his blind gaze in his assistant’s direction, unfazed. “Then tell them to choke on their unease.”Marcus sighed, rubbing his temples. “Sir, if you’d just let me handle things—”Crash.Lucian slammed his glass down hard enough to rattle the dishes. “I am h

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All Chapters of Hired To Tame The Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Prologue

Too Good to Be True

Welcome to Hell

Trapped in the Lie

The Beast’s Temper