Three years ago, Hazel Vance made a choice that changed everything. One night of passion with a mysterious stranger at a masquerade ball left her with more than just memories—it left her with a son whose rare violet-blue eyes are a constant reminder of the father she'll never find.

Now a struggling single mother, Hazel desperately needs the executive assistant position at Sterling Group. The salary could finally give her two-year-old Leo the life he deserves. But her new boss, CEO Liam Sterling, is nothing like she expected.

Demanding, brilliant, and devastatingly handsome, Liam has a reputation for being impossible to work for. Most assistants don't last a week. When Hazel refuses to be intimidated by his cold demeanor and sharp tongue, something shifts between them. The attraction is immediate and electric, crackling through every professional interaction.

But it's his eyes that stop her cold. The same striking violet-blue shade that stares back at her every morning when she looks at her son.

As the tension between them builds and the lines between professional and personal begin to blur, Hazel finds herself caught between her desperate need for this job and her growing attraction to the one man who could destroy everything she's worked for.

She doesn't know that Liam has been searching for the mysterious woman from the masquerade ball ever since that night changed him forever. And he has no idea that the composed, fiery assistant who challenges him at every turn is the same woman who haunts his dreams.

When the truth finally comes to light, will it bring them together or tear apart the fragile new life Hazel has built for herself and her son?

I desperately needed allies in my war to win Stella back, but my options were limited. When I spotted Atlas deep in conversation with Chloe, inspiration struck. My nephew was my best bet. The kid was a natural charmer and an information goldmine. All I had to do was butter him up and let his motormouth do the rest.


"Atlas, want to grab lunch with me?" I approached my nephew with my most casual tone.


His face brightened instantly. "Absolutely, Uncle West."


"Perfect. Let's get out of here." I headed toward the door.


"Two o'clock sharp, West. Don't even think about being late!" Chloe's voice followed us out.


"Got it, boss," I muttered, feeling like a scolded schoolboy as I left the office.


I knew exactly where to take him. Atlas had an obsession with perfectly grilled steaks and crispy fries, so I drove us to the best steakhouse in the city.


Chapter 272 - S2 Chapter 56 - Strategic Lunch and Wingman R