She came back not for love, but for revenge. Once the daughter of a powerful billionaire family, Isla Sinclair lost everything overnight when her greedy relatives betrayed her. Forced into hiding, she reinvented herself as a nobody—an ordinary assistant named Lana Grey. Now, after years of careful planning, she’s back, working as the lowly secretary of the man responsible for her downfall Damian Wolfe, the cold hearted billionaire who bought out her family’s empire and shattered her life. He doesn’t recognize her. But she knows him all too well. Her mission? Destroy him from the inside. Gain his trust, make him fall, then ruin him. But there’s one thing she didn’t prepare for… Falling for the man she swore to destroy.
View MoreDamian’s POVThe private jet landed smoothly, its engines humming as the sleek aircraft came to a stop. Damian stood near the black SUV, hands in his pockets, his usual composed demeanor in place.Then, Lilith Wolfe descended the steps.Her tailored emerald-green pantsuit fit her like a second skin, exuding power and control. The sharp bob framed her regal face, her red lips curving into a knowing smile.“My darling nephew,” she purred, stopping in front of him. “You didn’t have to come all the way here to pick me up.”“I wanted to,” Damian replied smoothly, taking her carry-on. “It’s been two years.”Lilith sighed dramatically. “South Africa was draining. But I’m back now, and we have much to discuss.”He led her toward the car, his mind drifting to the business empire he had built—one she had guided him through. She had been the one who encouraged him to buy Sinclair Enterprises. She had always known best.Why would he ever doubt her?Lana’s POV –Lana had no business snooping.But
Lana’s mind was a mess.The taste of Damian Wolfe was still on her lips, a reminder of the mistake she had just made. A mistake that shouldn’t have felt so… intoxicating.Damian hadn’t moved. His jaw was tense, his eyes locked onto Victoria as if he was calculating his next move. But Lana could feel the heat of his body, the intensity of the moment still lingering between them.Victoria Monroe smiled, tilting her glass as if she had just caught something far more entertaining than expected.“Well,” she mused, taking a slow sip of her wine. “That was unexpected. But then again, you always did have a way of complicating things, Damian.”Lana swallowed, her heart hammering.Damian exhaled sharply, stepping back. The loss of his warmth sent an unsettling shiver down her spine.“This doesn’t concern you, Victoria,” he said, his voice dangerously low.Victoria chuckled. “Oh, but it does. Because the last time you let someone get too close, it didn’t end well for them.”Lana stiffened.Damia
The air in the grand ballroom felt heavier than before. It wasn’t the champagne or the way the chandeliers glowed against the high ceilings—it was him. Damian Wolfe. A man whose presence was as commanding as his reputation, and right now, he was standing at the bar with a woman Lana had never seen before.A tall, stunning woman, draped in a crimson dress that hugged her curves like it had been made for her. She moved with the kind of confidence that came from knowing she was desired, her manicured fingers trailing along Damian’s exposed collarbone as she leaned in, whispering something into his ear.Lana clenched her hands into fists, willing herself to look away. It’s none of your business. But her traitorous gaze stayed locked on them.She had never seen him this… receptive. Sure, Damian was always cold, always unreadable, but something about this woman seemed to loosen his edges like she had once been something more.Lana exhaled sharply and turned on her heel. She didn’t care. She
Lana’s POV Lana’s breath hitched as she turned toward the voice that had just shattered her carefully constructed world. “You look… familiar,” the man in white tuxedo murmured, his wrinkled gray-blue eyes narrowing in suspicion but from under the ballroom warm light, it looked haughty. Lana’s pulse pounded. She had prepared for this moment, knowing that one day, someone from her past might recognize her. But she hadn’t expected it to happen here, at a high-profile gala, with Damian Wolfe the person responsible for all these standing mere inches away. She forced a smile. “I think you’re mistaken.” The man hesitated, scanning Lana’s face as if searching for something buried in her memory. Before he could press further, a smooth voice cut through the tension. “There you are.” Lana turned, and her body tensed at the sight of Victor Lancaster—one of Damian’s biggest rivals—walking toward her with an easy, confident smirk. Victor reached for her hand and, to her surprise, pressed a
Damian’s POVThe first time Damian Wolfe laid eyes on Lana Grey, something had felt… off.She had walked into his office with quiet confidence, her expression cool but not submissive. Most new employees shrank under his scrutiny, eager to please, desperate to stay in his good graces. But not her.Her sharp eyes had met his without hesitation, without fear. He should have dismissed her right then and there.Yet, something about her had intrigued him.At first, he had assumed it was just physical attraction. Damian wasn’t blind Lana was stunning in an understated way, the kind of beauty that didn’t scream for attention but captured it nonetheless. Dark waves of hair pulled into a neat ponytail, flawless skin, sharp cheekbones that softened just enough to give her an air of mystery. And those eyes dark, calculating, as if she was always one step ahead of him.She was beautiful. But that wasn’t why she lingered in his mind.It was the way she carried herself.The way she met his impossibl
A Morning of ReflectionThe soft hum of Lana’s phone vibrating against the nightstand jolted her awake. Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim glow of dawn filtering through her curtains. For a moment, she lay still, allowing the heaviness of sleep to dissolve. The events of yesterday replayed in her mind her unexpected defense of Wolfe Corporation, Damian’s cryptic challenge, and, most unsettling of all, the anonymous email warning her to leave.Her phone vibrated again.With a sigh, she reached for it. A new message.Unknown Sender: This is your final warning. Get out.A slow chill spread through her veins, but she refused to let fear take hold. Whoever this is, they don’t know who they’re dealing with. Isla Sinclair had survived far worse.Pushing the unease aside, she swung her legs over the bed and stood. The air was crisp against her skin as she padded into the bathroom. The mirror reflected a composed woman, but she knew the storm brewing beneath her exterior.Turning on
The sun hadn’t yet fully risen when Lana’s alarm went off, the shrill sound cutting through the thick silence of her small apartment. She groaned, blindly reaching out from beneath her covers to silence it. A sharp chill clung to the air, and for a moment, she wanted nothing more than to curl back under the warmth of her blankets. But there was no room for weakness not when she worked for Damian Wolfe.With a sigh, she pushed the covers off and sat up, rubbing the exhaustion from her eyes. The soft glow of dawn filtered through the thin curtains, casting long shadows across the modest space. Her apartment was far from luxurious one bedroom, barely furnished, with a small kitchen that still smelled faintly of the instant ramen she’d had the night before.The walls were painted in neutral tones, but she had added her own touch framed photographs of places she wanted to visit, a single potted plant sitting on the windowsill, and a well-worn bookshelf filled with secondhand novels. It was
Lana had always known Damian Wolfe was a ruthless man, but she hadn’t expected him to be this relentless.The moment she walked into the office that morning, he was already waiting for her. He didn’t say a word just stood there, flipping through a file with slow, deliberate movements, like he had all the time in the world. Lana kept her shoulders straight, refusing to let his presence intimidate her.“Since you’re so eager to prove yourself,” Damian finally said, his voice like ice, “I have a little test for you.”Lana raised an eyebrow but didn’t respond.Damian pushed a folder across the desk. “This is the Wolfe Corporation’s quarterly financial report. There’s an error in it. Find it.”Lana stared at the thick stack of papers. This had to be a joke. A report this large would take hours to go through, and yet he was expecting her to find a single mistake?Still, she knew this was another one of his games, and she wasn’t about to lose. “How long do I have?”“Thirty minutes,” he said,
The office was cold, the kind of cold that only the city’s most expensive skyscrapers could hold. The polished floors gleamed under the artificial lights, and the hum of the air conditioner was the only sound filling the vast, sterile space. It felt as though the whole building was a monument to power his power. And now, she was a tiny, insignificant piece within it.Isla Sinclair, now known as Lana Grey, took a deep breath as she stepped into the executive floor. The nerves in her stomach twisted like a knot, but she couldn’t let them show. She had a mission, a purpose that no one here would understand, especially not Damian Wolfe. She had to remain calm, collected, and unbreakable.She was no longer the innocent woman who’d been stripped of everything she’d known. No longer the heiress to a once-thriving empire. She was Lana Grey now, a name forged out of necessity, designed to keep her hidden from the world that had tried to erase her existence. And in this world, where wealth, pow
The office was cold, the kind of cold that only the city’s most expensive skyscrapers could hold. The polished floors gleamed under the artificial lights, and the hum of the air conditioner was the only sound filling the vast, sterile space. It felt as though the whole building was a monument to power his power. And now, she was a tiny, insignificant piece within it.Isla Sinclair, now known as Lana Grey, took a deep breath as she stepped into the executive floor. The nerves in her stomach twisted like a knot, but she couldn’t let them show. She had a mission, a purpose that no one here would understand, especially not Damian Wolfe. She had to remain calm, collected, and unbreakable.She was no longer the innocent woman who’d been stripped of everything she’d known. No longer the heiress to a once-thriving empire. She was Lana Grey now, a name forged out of necessity, designed to keep her hidden from the world that had tried to erase her existence. And in this world, where wealth, pow...
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