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Flash Marriage with My Stoic Boss: Cold in Public, Passionate in Private Blurb Nora Ward has two rules for marriage: low-maintenance and zero drama. As a chief cardiology resident running on coffee and four hours of sleep, she doesn't have time for romance. A blind date gone wrong lands her at the wrong table with the right man — Adrian Cross, a cold, brutally efficient cardiothoracic surgeon just back from the US. They size each other up over iced coffee. Same schedule. Same pragmatism. Same need for a spouse who stays out of the way. Thirty minutes later, they leave the courthouse with a marriage certificate and no intention of ever seeing each other outside a hospital. Problem is — they work at the same hospital. And Adrian Cross just happens to be her department's newly appointed deputy chair. Now she has to face him at morning rounds, pretend he's a stranger, and ignore the way his voice drops an octave when he says "Dr. Ward" — professional, distant, infuriating. Rules are easy to make. Harder to keep when your stoic husband corners you in the on-call room after midnight and proves he's anything but cold. This is why you don't flash-marry your boss.

Tiffany Wren can hear thoughts. Every lie. Every fear. Every ugly secret people try to hide. Her ability has made her the police department’s secret weapon, a detective capable of pulling confessions straight from a killer’s mind. But her newest assignment may finally destroy her. Undercover as a wealthy socialite, Tiffany is sent to infiltrate the empire of a notorious mafia king known as Scars, a man so powerful that witnesses disappear and entire cases vanish overnight. To survive the operation, she is partnered with Detective Lucas Hale, one of the department’s best investigators and the one person least impressed by her reputation. But the deeper they fall into the dangerous world surrounding Scars, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension building between them. Especially when Tiffany finds herself drawn to a man whose thoughts she cannot hear at all.

She risked her life to see his face again. It was the biggest mistake she ever made. ​Clover and Zade were the perfect couple until a catastrophic crash shattered their lives. He woke up to an empire; she woke up to darkness. ​For three years of marriage, Clover has played the role of the dutiful, invalid wife, scorned by Zade’s powerful family and dismissed as "unworthy." In the shadows, however, she is the brilliant mind secretly securing Zade’s business triumphs. Desperate to stand beside him as an equal, she enters a high-risk, experimental trial to cure her blindness. ​It works. The light returns with other life changing surprises, but as the blurry shapes sharpen into focus, Clover witnesses the one thing she was never meant to see, her husband with his best friend. A betrayal happening right in front of her unseeing eyes. ​Now that Clover can see the cracks in her perfect marriage, the question isn't if she'll stay... but what she'll do to them.

On the third day of Grant’s silent treatment, my husband—and the CEO of our company—approved a real estate deal proposed by his assistant, Vanessa. It was guaranteed to lose money. He expected me to storm into his office and force him to withdraw his approval. I didn’t. A week later, he came back from a business trip. When he saw that I hadn’t argued or caused a scene, he looked at me with approval for the first time in months. Then he gave my position to Vanessa. He expected that to finally make me snap. It didn’t. I organized every project file and placed them neatly on Vanessa’s new desk. Then Grant erased my name from a proposal I had written and replaced it with hers, just so she could collect the bonus. I didn’t fight that either. Vanessa smiled smugly and told him, “See? I told you not to fight Evelyn head-on. Freeze her out long enough, and she’ll fold. She’s terrified of losing you. That’s why she’s finally behaving.” Grant believed every word. He even praised her for being clever. That night, he called me into his office and promised me a raise, my old position back, and the European honeymoon he had delayed for three years. It was the first kind thing he had offered me in a long time. He expected me to cry with happiness. I didn’t. Because seven days earlier, while rushing to approve Vanessa’s doomed real estate deal, Grant had signed the divorce agreement hidden in the stack without even reading it. He just didn’t know it yet.

I was blind for three years. The day I saw again, I watched my billionaire husband betray me—and I smiled. I was blind for three years. The day I got my sight back, I watched my billionaire husband in bed with my cousin. He thought I couldn’t see him. He thought I was still his fragile, obedient wife—his experiment. He was wrong. While he whispered, “She’ll never witness this,” I stood in the dark… and chose revenge. He broke my heart. I’ll dismantle his empire. Alexander Kane doesn’t know the truth: I’m not just his wife. I’m the woman behind the most dangerous secret powering his fortune— and the only one who can destroy it. Now three powerful men are closing in: The crime prince who claims I was always his The investor who helped erase my past And my husband… who would burn the world before letting me go They want to control me. They want to use me. They want to own me. But I’m done being powerless. Phase III launches in seven days. Twelve lives will be destroyed—just like mine was. Unless I stop it. Unless I outplay them all. Unless I win.

From a stall in the office restroom, I overhear someone badmouthing me. Henry Fielder, the intern I've been mentoring for three months, grumbles, "The guy's got zero people skills. He's a total fossil, like a robot stuck in one mode." I'm about to push the door open and jump in when someone laughs and piles on. "The paperwork is incomplete. The receipts aren't compliant. I can't reimburse it without a manager's signature. We could recite his canned empathy lines in our sleep!" Once they're gone, I quietly head back to my office. Later, Henry drops a thick stack of expense reports onto my desk. "Quit waving the rulebook and rejecting everyone's reimbursements." I skim the fake receipts, and for once, I don't call him out. Instead, I give a thin smile and say, "I have a headache. I can't make out the words."