The CEO I was never meant to love
“Relax. It was meaningless. It didn’t mean a thing.”
Three years. That’s how long Lena Carter loved Evan Brooks—three years of loyalty, late nights, and believing she was building a future with him.
Until she finds him in a hotel suite bathroom, hands braced against marble, whispering excuses while her cousin—and closest friend—fixes her lipstick in the mirror. All this happens during Lena’s promotion celebration.
Lena should be home, crying into cheap wine and shattered dreams.
Instead, she’s stranded on a quiet Los Angeles street at midnight, phone dead, heels in hand, with a group of drunk men circling closer than comfort allows.
Then a black luxury sedan pulls up.
The man who steps out wears a tailored suit, calm eyes, and an authority that makes the street go silent.
Mason Hart. Billionaire. Tech CEO. And—unknown to him—the elusive owner of the company where Lena works as an executive assistant two floors below the C-suite.
He offers her a ride. She hesitates. She takes it.
That single decision rewrites her life.
Mason doesn’t mix business with emotions. He doesn’t date employees. And he definitely doesn’t rescue strangers with haunted eyes.
But Lena’s quiet strength, the way she refuses pity, the way pain sharpens her instead of breaking her—it gets under his skin.
Lena just wants to forget the man who betrayed her.
Mason offers distraction. Protection. Desire without promises.
But Evan refuses to let go, spreading lies and suddenly desperate to “fix things.” Her cousin is determined to destroy what little Lena has left. And the closer Lena grows to the powerful CEO who signs her company’s paychecks, the more dangerous her heart becomes.
Because falling for a billionaire who doesn’t believe in love might hurt worse than betrayal.