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Emily Hart has one goal: save her late mother's bakery and open a pastry shop of her own before she turns twenty five. She has never wanted anything from the Whitfield family beyond their weekly order of croissants. Then her father tells her the truth he has hidden for years. He owes the Whitfield family trust a debt so large it will cost them the bakery within the month, unless Emily agrees to something that sounds impossible. Marry Nathaniel Whitfield, the coldest, most unreachable man in Manhattan, for one year. Nathaniel does not want a wife. He wants control of the company his grandfather built, and his grandmother's will has strapped that control to a wedding ring with a thirty day deadline. Every candidate his assistant has vetted wants his money, his name, or his photograph on their arm. Emily Hart wants none of it. She looks at him like he is a person and not a headline, and that terrifies him more than the deadline does. What begins as a transaction, a signature, a rushed courthouse wedding that makes Emily a billionaire's wife overnight, becomes something neither of them planned for. Small kindnesses. A shared umbrella. An accidental‌ laugh in the back of a car. But​ Nathaniel⁠'s ex fia‌ncee Vanessa has not forgotten what she lost, and she is n​ot finish​ed trying t⁠o ta‍k⁠e it back, this time by an​y means necessary. Meanwhile Emi‌ly⁠'s st‌ubbor‌n independen⁠ce and Na‌thaniel's instinct to control everything around him collide again and again, each f⁠ight peeli⁠ng back one more layer of the wa‌lls both of them built. ‍As the year draws on,‍ secrets buried in‌ both​ families start to surface.‌ A‍ hid‌den cla‌use in Eleanor's will. A doc​ument V‍anessa st​i​l‌l h⁠as.

What happens when you spend a night with a billionaire who paid you off to save your boyfriend’s mother, only for him to call you a loose woman, then the only family you had turning their back on you after hearing you spent a night with a billionaire, and you ended up on the street, homeless and pregnant? What happens when the man who bought your innocence like a transaction is the same man whose family destroyed everything you were supposed to have, your parents, your future, the life that was stolen from you before you were old enough to understand what theft looked like? Rose Jones didn’t know she was walking into a war when she walked through Alex Christopher’s gate. She only knew she had nowhere else to go. But some doors, once opened, reveal rooms that were always meant for you. And some debts are paid not in money, but in truth. THE BILLIONAIRE’S SECRET NIGHT is a story about sacrifice, survival, secrets buried for seventeen years, and a love that was never supposed to happen but was always, quietly, inevitable.

Ellie thought she had hit rock bottom. A mountain of debt. A mother's house slipping through her fingers. A future that looked hopeless. Then he walked into the diner where she worked. Liam. Quiet. Mysterious. A stranger who knew everything about her. He slid an envelope across the table and changed her life forever. The deed to her house. Free and clear. No strings attached. There was just one condition. Marry him for thirty days. She said yes out of desperation. She did not ask questions. She did not Google his name. She definitely did not expect to wake up in a penthouse overlooking the entire city. Because Liam is not just Liam. He is the richest man in the country. A reclusive billionaire who has never let anyone close. And now Ellie is his wife. But thirty days is a long time. Long enough to discover his secrets. Long enough to question her own. And long enough to break the only rule she made for herself. She promised she would not fall in love with him. The question is whether he will let her go when the thirty days are over.

One desperate contract. One year to pretend. One chance to change the trajectory of her life. Amelia Davis never expected her past to collide with her present—it almost seemed like a soap opera. When her childhood friend, Dax Hughes, wakes from a three-year coma, and the Chairwoman of Kenzyl group, his mother demands the unthinkable: Amelia must pose as Dax’s wife to help him recover—else pay a staggering debt left off from ten years ago. Bound by obligation and driven by desperation Amelia steps into the world of wealth, lies, and manipulation. What began as strictly business quickly spirals into an undeniable web of lies and deceit. A thin line between pretense and reality is crossed too many times, as her heart is tested—Dax’s charm could not be denied, pulling her whilst he drew closer, igniting feelings and emotions she didn’t care to feel. But when Dax reclaims the life he'd forgotten, old love resurfaces and Amelia's resolve shatters. Can Amelia still go on playing the role of a wife? Or will this fake marriage break her, much more than her heart in ruins?

Some women marry for love. I was married to be sold. On the night of our first anniversary, my husband calmly confessed that years before we ever met, he had promised his future wife to his blind billionaire uncle as payment for an old debt. Every smile, every promise, every moment of our marriage had been part of a contract I never agreed to. Delivered to the mysterious Vale Manor, I expected a cruel man who believed people could be bought. Instead, Sebastian Vale spoke my name before I said a single word. He knew things about me that no stranger should know. He insisted my past wasn't what I believed. Every answer he gave only uncovered another lie. Soon I realized I wasn't just a substitute wife caught in a contract marriage — I was the missing piece of a secret someone had been hiding for years. The man I called my husband thought he was paying off a debt. He had no idea he was delivering me to the only person determined to uncover the truth about who I really was. Sometimes the greatest betrayal doesn't destroy your life. It reveals the life that was stolen from you.

I came home early and found my husband buried deep inside my best friend. I threw a wine bottle at his head, and walked out of the door. That night I ended up in a bar I'd never been to, and somehow in the arms of the most dangerously beautiful stranger I'd ever seen. No name, no numbers, just one night that I told myself it meant nothing. Six weeks later I found out I was pregnant. I didn't know if the baby belonged to my soon-to-be ex husband or the stranger whose name I never got. So I did the only thing that made sense, I ran and built a life in London from scratch and raised my son alone for six years. It was okay, until my estranged father died and left me his entire billion-dollar empire with one condition. I had to marry his protege. Zake Langston. The most powerful man in New York. The man who looked at me across that law firm like he already knew exactly who I was, because he did. He was the stranger from the bar. Now my ex wants my son. My dead father's enemies want my company and the man I'm forced to call my husband is looking at me like the night we shared six years ago was never finished. Maybe it wasn't.