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“Sign the papers,” her husband said. “You’re worth more to me this way.” Elena never imagined the man she loved would sell her to save his failing company. Abandoned, humiliated, and traded like property, she expects the mysterious CEO who bought the contract to be just another ruthless billionaire. She couldn’t be more wrong. Damien Knight is cold, powerful, and feared by everyone in the business world. But instead of treating Elena like a possession, he offers her something she hasn’t had in years; respect, protection, and a chance to start over. As Elena slowly rebuilds her shattered life, her ex-husband realizes the woman he threw away was the greatest treasure he ever had. Desperate to win her back, he’s willing to destroy anyone standing in his way. But Damien isn’t a man who gives up what belongs to him. Now Elena must choose between the man who sold her… and the CEO who would burn the world to keep her safe. Sometimes the greatest betrayal leads to the greatest love.

“I don’t remember losing you.”His fingers tighten around mine, warm, familiar, like they’ve always belonged there. But I remember everything. The silence. The distance. The night I found him in bed with someone I trusted more than him. So I pull my hand away. “You already did,” I say quietly. ******************************* Elena Hart spent three years married to billionaire Alexander Cross, three years of cold indifference, quiet humiliation, and a love that only existed on paper until the night it shattered completely, she walked away without looking back. Divorce papers signed and her freedom within reach, but two weeks later, everything changed. An accident leaves Alexander with no memory of the last five years, no memory of their broken marriage, no memory of the divorce, no memory of the woman he became. To him, Elena is still his wife. And somehow… the only person he wants. Pulled back into the Cross empire under a carefully constructed arrangement, Elena agrees to stay temporarily for her sister’s safety, for her own future, and for a deal she cannot afford to refuse. But the man waiting for her is not the one she left behind, this Alexander is attentive, gentle and devastatingly aware of her in ways he never was before, he remembers how she takes her coffee. Not the nights she cried alone. And the more he gets closer… The more dangerous it becomes, because Elena knows the truth: This version of him isn’t real and when his memory returns, the man who broke her will come back with it. But what she doesn’t know— Is that the memory loss was never real to begin with. And this time, the man she’s learning to trust again… Might be the one rewriting everything.

On the third day after our divorce was finalized, my ex-wife, Georgie Anderson, sent me a text message. [Why haven’t you transferred your salary from this month to me?] I thought she was joking. [We’re already divorced.] [So? What does it matter if we’re divorced? You should transfer nineteen thousand dollars from your twenty-thousand-dollar income, just like you did before. The remaining one thousand dollars will be your pocket money. When you were unemployed, I was the one who took care of you. Now that we’re divorced, you’re turning your back on me?] I stared at her text messages and fell silent for a really long time. Throughout our three-year marriage, I gave her nineteen thousand dollars out of my twenty-thousand-dollar salary. She was responsible for "budgeting" our household expenses. However, she spent my money on her civil service exam, afternoon teas with her besties, and even on her study partner, whom I’d never met. As for me, I handled all the house chores—cooking dinner, mopping the floors and doing the laundry. But when I took a little time after work to game, she would yell at me for being lazy. She was demanding money from me even after we were divorced. Her reason was that I might spend the money without thinking. I blocked her number. Three seconds later, she sent me a text message from another phone number. [You’ll regret this. I’m trying to help you one last time.] I laughed. ‘Helping me?’ I thought. Nobody had ever helped me in the past three years.

Three days before our Marking Ceremony, my Alpha fiancé Kael changed the venue from Moon Bay to Snowpeak Mountain. Just because his childhood sweetheart Isabella wanted to see the first snow from Snowpeak Mountain. This was the ninety-ninth time Kael had chosen Isabella over me. This time, I didn't argue. I pretended I knew nothing, turned around, and walked away. Because I had been given a second chance. Because I remembered how this story ended. In my last life, I fought him over it. The argument became so ugly that even his mother the Old Luna stepped in. In the end, the ceremony stayed at Moon Bay. Later, the Old Luna decided Isabella had become an unstable threat to the Pack. She arranged for Isabella to be married off to the Shadow Pack, where she withered away and died. Kael blamed me for everything Isabella suffered. And of course, for her death. Five years after I became his Luna, the enemy packs launched a surprise attack. As a silver blade pierced straight through my heart, he stood there and watched me bleed and die. He never came for me. So this life, I'm choosing a different mate. At the day of the ceremony, he called from the snow-covered mountain, panic clear in his voice. "The Marking Ceremony is about to start. Where are you? Have you forgotten?" I looked across the shimmering waters of Moon Bay and smiled. "I didn't forget." "My Marking Ceremony..." "...is about to begin too." But with someone else.

Isabella makes a stupid choice on her twenty-third birthday that completely turns her world around. One night with a stranger who bruised her heart and shattered her pride. That stranger is Kieran: callous billionaire, son of Anderson Innovations, and a man who doesn't believe in love. Their worlds shouldn't ever collide again… until Isabella walks into his company as a new employee to find that she will be working for him. Kieran doesn't recognize her. But she does. Bound by a will that requires he wed in order to claim his foster dad's empire, he presents a cold, one-year offer. For Isabella, it's the sole option to be able to fund her mother's treatment. For Kieran, it's business. Nothing more. But secrets never stay secret. Ethan Anderson is out for revenge. Olivia Morgan is not going to lose Kieran without a fight. And when Isabella discovers that she is pregnant with Kieran's baby as the contract is running out, leaving is not so simple. Love was not in the bargain. But it could be their only hope.

Hugo Laurent is determined to have me as his wife. He pursues me for a decade, resolute in winning my heart. But the night before our wedding, I overhear his conversation with his friends. "Are you going to marry Katherine just like that? What about your secret girlfriend?" Hugo is silent. Then, he says, "She's just a stand-in. She can't compare to Katherine. I'll consider keeping her by my side if she doesn't kick up a fuss. Katherine's generous—she won't mind." The following day, his secret girlfriend crashes our wedding and causes a stir. She shoves me off the stage, but Hugo darts toward her to protect her—she holds a jagged shard of glass to her neck and threatens suicide. "Are you going to choose me or her?" Hugo panics. He shoves me aside despite my injuries and snaps, "Get out of the way—I need to take her to the hospital! I'll make you pay if anything happens to her!" My heart dies in that instant. That very night, I purchase a flight ticket out of the country and leave him behind.