Blank Slate (A Series of Secrets 1)

Blank Slate (A Series of Secrets 1)

By:  Olivia Saxton  Completed
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Layla Miles lives in a posh upper middle-class neighborhood, married to a neurosurgeon, and has a beautiful three-year-old daughter. The only thing missing is Layla’s past memories. When Layla and Damien decide to host a charity event to raise their profiles in Tampa’s high society, two men from her past pop up out of nowhere. With no memory of her former life - or them, she sets out on a mission to finally discover who she is and what had happened on that fate changing night in New York City four years prior. One woman. Three men. What will be the outcome? Warning: This work of fiction contains sexual scenes and graphic language.

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Blank Slate (A Series of Secrets 1) by Olivia Saxton is a romantic comedy about a bad boy and a tough girl. Layla Miles is married to Damien, a neurosurgeon. They are living and enjoying a middle-class life. Despite being happily married with a child, Layla does not remember her past. At an organized charity event, two men approach her and claim to be a part of her past. Who among the three is telling the truth? Can Layla finally find out who she is? Would it be worth exchanging the present for an unknown past? It is a tough decision Layla has to make.

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graciela.castano.l
A great story, I enjoyed it! It has the right amount of suspense, action and drama. Hope to hear more stories about this or related characters from this story.
2024-03-08 11:20:45
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jvm
Wow, this novel kept me on the edge of my seat!! Loved the multiple plot twists. Great work, author!!
2023-04-19 17:36:25
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Melesia Parchment
really well written engaging thrilling read I throughly enjoyed it, and recommend this book
2022-08-06 15:17:37
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Cookie
Loved the story
2022-06-25 16:46:52
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Sara Marquez
Loved the story! Storyline was very interesting; it kept me hooked and reading the next chapter. Alec and Lana got their happy ending ...️
2022-06-19 06:44:38
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RG
Gosh absolutely love this story ! Is not your typical one .. the twist is insane . Fantastic ending ! Really enjoy it
2022-06-17 01:18:55
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Agape24k
Great story!
2022-05-24 07:55:29
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Jeffrey Ohsem
I love this book really nice...
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Kimberly Bryant
We're the rest of your books loudly found 2 stories I would like to read the rest of them
2022-10-16 05:57:27
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49 Chapters
Chapter 1
            A few miles outside of Tampa, Florida, Layla Miles sat on a rose-colored couch in Dr. Victoria Samuelson’s office. The psychiatrist had been featured in medical journals for having an eighty-six percent success rate in helping patients recover from memory loss.            Dr. Samuelson was in her late forties and wore wire-rimmed glasses. The light in the ceiling made her short, light brown hair shine. Layla judged that she was a size eight. Dr. Samuelson looked up from her notepad. “Thank you for answering my questions. I am willing to take you on as a patient, but I need to make you aware that the longer the memory loss, or in your case amnesia, has lasted, the lower the chances are to recover your memories.”Layla nodded. “I understand.” Four years ago, she had woken in a clinic outside of New York City with no memo
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Chapter 2
            A few days later . . .             The sun had set. Layla sat on her front porch watching Mercedes, Escalades, Cadillacs, one Aston Martin, and one Rolls Royce SUV drive by her home and pull in front of Katelyn Austin’s brick house.            She let out a sigh as she cocked her head down the street to watch the semi-formally dressed guests get out of their vehicles under the streetlights and saunter up the Austin’s long walkway. Then she noticed several neighbors coming out of their homes dressed in cocktail party attire.              Layla’s upper lip curled. She was watching the activity so intently she didn’t hear Damien come outside. She jumped when he said, “Izabella i
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Chpater 3
            Layla was more nervous than a girl going off to college. Of course, she never went to college, so how would she know what that feels like?            Dr. Samuelson sat down across from her. “I think it’s best that we start off with your earliest memory. If we can’t get you to remember anything in the first few sessions, then we’ll graduate into hypnosis.”            “All right,” Layla said.            “I got a copy of your medical records from the clinic that treated you in New York. You were unconscious for almost a full day and then you came out of it with no memory of your life or even what your name was.”          &nb
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Chapter 4
            Eight weeks later . . .              It was the night of the Tampa Hospital’s Auction. The media attention promoting the event was astronomical. Once the news of the auction hit the local newspapers and magazines, her neighbors on Sunset Boulevard came by Layla’s house and called her to see what they could donate. They also complimented her on taking the initiative to help the hospital raise money for the oncology department. Layla and Damien had been interviewed by a local TV station. A photographer and reporter from an online society blog site had also come by their house to interview them and take pictures.            Items that were donated for the auction attracted collectors and antiquers from up and down the East Coast. One of the donors was a ninety-ei
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Chapter 5
            Two African American men approached her. The man was bald, and he had a mustache and a goatee that framed his face perfectly. He was a few inches taller than her, and he had an average frame. He gave her a polite, yet small smile. She and Damien had shaken hands with the man behind him a few minutes earlier. He had introduced himself as Hugo Mitchell. He had told them about his grandmother who died of cancer, and he and his cousin came from New York to attend the event. They were entrepreneurs and philanthropists. Hugo was a good name for the man because he was huge in height and weight. He had a round afro that looked like it has been freshly cut for the occasion. Both of their tuxes fitted them to a tee.            “Mrs. Miles,” Hugo began. “This is my cousin. Carter Mitchell.”       &nb
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Chapter 6
            They were starting to auction the big-ticket items. Since Bruce and Alec couldn’t afford to pay six hundred dollars a plate to be seated at a table, and they couldn’t get reimbursed since they didn’t get prior approval to be at the charity event, they stood against the back wall to watch the happenings.            Alec wanted to stay to keep an eye on Carter. He wanted to make sure that he didn’t go near her again tonight. Better yet, not go near her again, period. He had been trying to bust Carter and his family for six years. Carter had always managed to cover his tracks – until she had finally seen the light and called Alec for help.            It was hard for him to walk away from her in the social area, but he had to because the desperate and vulnerable look
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Chapter 7
            A few days later . . .             The charity auction made a little over half a million dollars for the hospital’s oncology department. News about the auction being a success spread throughout the city. Layla had just got off the phone with the local homeless shelter. They asked her if she and Damien would be interested in hosting an event to raise money to help them expand their current facilities to assist more of the unfortunate. She asked to meet with the director personally to review the plans he had to revamp the shelter and its services. The meeting was on Friday. As soon as Damien walked out the door that morning to go to the office, the landline rang off the hook. The first call was from Lacey. She quickly informed Layla that the women at the Catholic Church she and Corey attended were raving about how great the chari
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Chapter 8
            Where was this guy at? Layla was in the park in St. Petersburg. She had an appointment with her psychiatrist in an hour and a half. She wanted enough time to talk to him and make her appointment on time. She had missed last Thursday because Dr. Samuelson had a family emergency and had to cancel.            Layla fought the urge to get off the bench and start pacing. She tapped her nails together. After another fifteen minutes, she finally saw the dark-haired hulk known as Bruce Styles. She had called him Tuesday and left a message to call her on her cell. Twenty-four hours had gone by before he had called her back.            Mr. Styles approached the bench and sat down next to her. “Sorry I’m late, Mrs. Miles. I got stuck on the highway because of a fender bender.”&n
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Chapter 9
            Layla’s weekend was filled with more social obligations than what she was used to, but she and Damien enjoyed it. Keisha seemed to like having playmates. The Ladies Sunday Brunch at Valerie Young’s mansion had been delightful. Layla had never been in a room with so many important men’s wives in her life. If she didn’t know any better, she would have sworn she could smell the money in that place. Valerie had served a seven-course meal. The hostess also made it a point to introduce her to everyone there, like she was bragging that the new and upcoming social setter came to her brunch.            What really surprised Layla was Katelyn Austin being there. She knew Katelyn was well connected and popular, but she didn’t know she was so popular that she was a regular attendee of Valerie’s infamous brunches. Katelyn was just a
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Chapter 10
            Layla hadn’t had any episodes since Monday. When she had returned home, she sat Izabella down and told her about seeing a therapist, and she was hiding it from her husband because he wouldn’t understand her need for her memories. The Latina had understood and empathized with her. She swore she would not tell anyone and offered to help if she could. “You’ve been good to me. You’re nice. The last people I worked for weren’t that nice. That’s why I started working for you. Let me take care of you and the little señorita.” Layla had thanked Izabella for her loyalty.            It was Wednesday afternoon, and Layla was at the Tampa Palms Country Club. She was meeting Lacey for lunch. They usually ate out together once a week. This time, Layla suggested the country club since she was makin
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