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Generalized amnesia. That was the diagnosis Cassie got 4 years ago after waking up from a coma with no memory of her past or who she was. She had to re-learn who she was and about the world from her uncle but the problem is…he’s not telling her the whole truth and with them moving frequently and changing identities, Cassie is sure something is up. Plagued with nightmares and haunted by her lost memories, Cassie manages to build a life for herself with a home, a job and a boyfriend but her entire world is turned upside down when she gets framed at work, betrayed by her boyfriend and is being chased by unknown people. As her world crumbles around her, Helix Voss, the powerful and enigmatic CEO strolls into her life with an air of danger and mystery. His arrival leaves Cassie utterly confused as this mysterious man seems to know her better than she knows herself and even the past she can no longer remember. When the danger intensifies, Helix reveals his other identity, a Mafia King, and offers Cassie not only the answers she craves but a place by his side as his queen. Forced into a world of secrets and deadly alliances, Cassie finds herself drawn deeper into Helix’s world—where power, loyalty, and love are tested at every turn and she soon finds that she might have more to do with this world than she realizes. With enemies closing in and truths that could shatter her, Cassy must decide: Will she crumble under pressure? or rise to the throne as the Mafia King's Queen?

Cassie Jones was the girl who went unnoticed—plus-sized, shy, and silently battling her self-esteem issues. But she had a secret: a gigantic crush on Jeffery Richards, the star athlete, golden boy and basketball hero of their school. What she wasn't aware of was that he too idolized her, secretly drawing her and composing poetry about her silent beauty. That was until the day a cruel bet forced his secret feelings out in the worst way imaginable. Cassie, heartbroken, disappeared from his life. Thirteen years later, fate brings them together again. Cassie is a tough PR executive, prosperous, aggressive, and not interested in revisiting the pain of her past. But Jeffery is resolved to demonstrate to her that he has changed—that his love for her never has. Will she learn to trust him again, or will the past repeat itself?

Everyone knew Harper Jones was hopelessly devoted to Silas Underwood. Five years ago, she gave up her dreams to care for him after he lost the use of his legs. She believed that sincerity, if deep enough, would be returned in kind. But on the eve of their wedding, Silas went and registered his marriage with someone else—his first love, the one he never really let go. Only then did she understand: in his heart, she was nothing more than a blade of grass—trampled, unnoticed. Five years of humility. Five years of willing humiliation. She had finally learned her lesson. She picked up the phone and called her family. "I'll go through with the arranged marriage," she said. What she didn't expect was that the day she got married would also be his wedding day. When Silas stepped out of his car, he saw Harper, dressed in white, radiant, about to become someone else's bride. In that moment, the man who had always believed she would never leave him finally broke. "Harper… Nothing happened between me and Sophie. I was wrong. Please, forgive me…" He knelt in front of Harper, begging and sobbing, like a man with nothing left to hold onto. Harper looked down at him, the way one might look at a stray dog on the street. There was no ripple in her heart. No sympathy. No anger. Just stillness. "Love that comes too late is worthless," she said. "Now go step up and be a real father to her kid."

Despite my parents' objections, I stay by Julian Grant's side for ten years. He goes from having nothing to building his own empire. The moment it's time to fulfill our ten-year promise, I proudly tell my parents I'm going to marry him. But then, he gives the vice president position meant for me to another woman. I confront him only to overhear a woman's hesitant voice behind the door. "Mr. Grant... you gave me the VP role, but what about Ms. Jones? Aren't you two getting married?" Julian's tone is cold and sharp, though his face is calm and unaffected. "Noelle's been with me for ten years. Who else would even want her? Relax—she won't dare make a scene." The words hit me like a slap to the face. Without another word, I turn and make a call to my arranged marriage contact. "Are you free?" I ask. "Let's get married."