On her wedding day, Isla faced a series of disasters no bride could ever imagine. Her fiancé, Jeremy, dropped a bombshell in front of the entire congregation, revealing an explicit video of her and another man—a video she had no knowledge of or clue how it came to be. To make matters worse, Jeremy took things further by proposing to her sister right then and there. Devastated beyond belief, Isla ran out of the chapel—and his life—without looking back. She swore never to let herself be humiliated like that again and decided that love was no longer worth the risk. With her heart in pieces, she headed to the nearest bar to drown her sorrows in alcohol, where, in a haze of pain and anger, she met a handsome stranger. What was meant to be a fleeting escape turned into a one-night stand. She disappeared without a trace, determined to sever all ties with Jeremy. That included quitting her job at his father’s company—she didn’t want anything to do with him or his family anymore. As she searched for a new beginning, fate led her into the path of Jaxon Waverly. Jaxon Waverly—a billionaire CEO by day and a fearless Mafia leader by night. Isla becomes his secretary, unknown to her and Jaxon himself that she is Jaxon’s long-lost love and unforgettable one-night-stand. Determined to win her over, Jaxon will stop at nothing to make her his wife.
View MoreIsla and Jaxon walked into La Pergola and Isla’s jaw was literally on the floor. Just when Isla thought the main dining area was heaven on earth, Jaxon led her further into a secluded VIP section tucked in a private corner. Her head tilted back as she took in the sheer elegance, trailing behind him in awe.It was, without a doubt, the most luxurious setting Isla had ever experienced. As they settled into their seats, a waitress approached, her smile as bright as the chandeliers above.“Mr. Waverly! It’s always a pleasure to see you,” said the waitress, “Sasha,” her name embroidered neatly on the pocket of her uniform. Jaxon responded with a faint smile.“You always say that, Sasha,” he replied coolly, his gaze steady. Sasha then turned her attention to Isla.“Welcome, ma’am,” she said with a polite bow. Isla returned the gesture, her own smile wide and a little nervous. Sasha glanced back at Jaxon.“What about Mr. Alex?” she asked with a knowing grin.“He’s not joining us today,” Jax
Jaxon sat in his office, eyes fixed on his laptop as he worked diligently. A knock at the door broke his concentration. Raising his head, he saw his private investigator, Charlie, step in with a mild smile.It was that time of the month again, and Jaxon silently hoped for good news. Rising from his seat, he extended a hand across the desk. "Charlie," he greeted."Mr. Waverly," Charlie replied politely. Jaxon gestured toward a chair, inviting him to sit."Tell me you've got good news," Jaxon said, settling back into his chair and pulling it closer to the desk.Charlie shook his head slowly, his expression apologetic. "It's the same, boss. There's no trace of her. Every lead just... circles back to..." He hesitated, studying Jaxon’s reaction.Jaxon’s face tightened with disappointment, his brow furrowing. "Her grave," he finished for him. Charlie nodded somberly."If you want me to keep searching, I will," Charlie offered with an encouraging nod, but Jaxon’s patience and faith was begi
The hotel room door burst open as Alex pushed Michael inside. Without wasting a second, he cupped Michael’s face and crashed their lips together, kissing him fervently while they clumsily tried to undress without breaking the kiss.Alex’s fingers fumbled with the buttons of his crisp white shirt, while Michael smoothly unfastened his uniform, letting it slide down his arms and subtly flexing his muscles.When Alex’s shirt got caught as he pulled it off, Michael stepped in to help, all while their lips remained locked in an unyielding kiss. They both moved closer as they involuntrily kept fighting to dominate the kiss. Alex suddenly broke the kiss and shoved Michael, causing him to fall hard on the bed. Their eyes filled with lust as Alex fumbled to unbuckle his belt, while Michael’s lips slightly parted. He sat up and moved closer to the edge of the bed where Alex stood. He traced his hands on his perfectly carved out abs, lowly biting his lower lips, keeping eye contact with Alex.
The moment Isla switched on her new phone, a flood of messages from Sophie began pouring in, along with several missed calls. They hadn’t seen each other since Isla left the house two nights ago.As she walked out of the mall, Isla dialed Sophie’s number, her gaze fixed on Jaxon’s car while she waited for Sophie to answer.“You’re alive!” Sophie’s voice exploded through the speaker, prompting Isla to wince and quickly move the phone away from her ear. “Where the hell have you been? I just left the police station, and they told me I have to wait another 48 hours before I can report you as missing!”“What?” Isla’s eyes widened in shock. “Sophie, you didn’t have to do that! I’m fine,” she assured, her back turned against the car as she spoke.“How was I supposed to know that?” Sophie shot back defensively. “You didn’t come home last night, and your phone was off. I even went to Waverly’s company an hour ago, and they said you weren’t there either. I was so worried—that’s why I went to th
~The Next Morning~Jaxon blinked awake, his eyes adjusting to the dim light as he felt the gentle weight of Isla’s head resting on his shoulder. Turning slightly, he looked down at her peaceful face, her closed eyes undisturbed by the world around them.His suit was still draped neatly over her, shielding her from the chill that had settled in the elevator. A sliver of soft morning light seeped through the crack between the doors, signaling the start of a new day. He glanced at his wristwatch—opening hours had already begun. “Any moment now,” he murmured to himself.Isla stirred beside him, letting out a faint moan as her head shifted. Jaxon watched as she rubbed her hand across her eyes before slowly opening them. For a brief moment, her gaze was unfocused, as if piecing together her surroundings. Then, realization dawned, and she quickly pulled away.“Mr. Waverly…” she stammered, her cheeks flushing. “I’m sorry.” She nervously smoothed her hands over her face and hair, attempting
Jaxon glanced at his wristwatch for what felt like the hundredth time, and this time, his patience snapped. It was already past 7 p.m. He started pacing in front of her desk, his eyes darting to the restroom door every time he passed it.Finally, the door creaked open, and Isla emerged, softly sniffing. Her head was bowed, and she didn’t notice him standing there until she nearly reached her desk.Her breath hitched as her gaze lifted, meeting his. “Mr. Jaxon…” she murmured, quickly smoothing the sadness from her expression.Without a word, Jaxon stepped closer, and Isla found herself frozen in place, as though his presence commanded her feet to stay rooted.He stopped mere inches away, his intense stare forcing her to lower her eyes. Her heart raced in her chest.“Is this your new strategy for staying late at work?” he asked, his tone sharp.Isla’s brows knitted together as she shook her head. “No, of course not,” she said. She glanced up at him briefly before looking away. “I didn’t
Jaxon sat behind his desk, his laptop open before him, glasses perched on his nose. The screen displayed his email inbox, and he was busy scanning through the unread messages.Among the new emails, one caught his attention—it was from Clef Roberto’s personal assistant. The message detailed the goods Jaxon had paid for and where he was supposed to retrieve them. As he read through the information, there was a knock on the door, and Alex stepped in. Jaxon didn’t look up, his focus remaining on the laptop.“Mr. Waverly, I’ve handed Isla the iPad with your schedules,” Alex reported. Jaxon finally raised his head, glancing through the transparent office walls to see Isla inspecting the iPad in her hands.“Great. That’ll make things smoother. Roberto’s reached out,” Jaxon said, shifting his attention to Alex.“The goods are ready?” Alex asked, taking a seat across from him.“They’ll arrive Thursday,” Jaxon confirmed, his tone brisk. “Same parking lot where we met Wommie.”Alex nodded, watc
Isla woke up early to get ready for work, determined not to delay Jaxon by being unprepared.Once she finished, she sat on her bed for a moment, idly scrolling through her phone. It didn’t take long for boredom to set in, prompting her to get up and stretch her legs. She stepped out of the bedroom and into the living room, deciding to feed her curiosity. Her gaze quickly landed on an artistic portrait hanging on the wall. The living room was eerily quiet, as if frozen in time, suggesting that Henry had already left after his shift. Drawn to the painting, she stood before it, captivated by its details.The portrait was a black-and-white painting of a serene landscape. And for a moment, Isla was lost in the painting when suddenly, Jaxon’s deep, firm voice cut through the silence from behind her.“You’re ready.”“Haaa!” Isla yelped, spinning around, her hands flying to her chest as she tried to steady her racing heart. Her wide eyes locked onto Jaxon, and for a second, she froze.“Mr. J
The car rolled smoothly into the vast compound, where a vibrant water fountain stood at the center, crowned with a statue of a woman draped in a flowing veil.Isla’s eyebrows arched as her gaze flitted from the lush, colorful garden to the fountain, and then to the grand mansion. Her eyes couldn’t settle on a single detail; the sheer magnificence of it all was overwhelming.It was, without a doubt, the most stunning house she had ever seen.As the car's engine quieted, Jaxon unfastened his seatbelt with one hand. He glanced at Isla and noticed she was completely engrossed, her eyes fixed on the view outside the window.With a sigh, he opened his door. “Are you coming?” he asked, stepping out, his words breaking her trance.“Oh… yes, yes,” she stammered, quickly snapping out of her thoughts. She grabbed her bag tightly, opened the door, and stepped out in a rush.Without a word, Isla trailed behind Jaxon, her eyes still darting around, drinking in every detail. As they approached the f
The solemn music filled the chapel as Isla walked down the aisle, her hand clasped tightly in her mother’s, both of them beaming with joy. The train of her dress trailed behind them, almost spanning the entire width of the aisle. On either side, guests sat in quiet admiration, smiling as they savored the moment.It was a perfect day—the perfect day for Isla. Today, she was marrying the love of her life, Jeremy.Jeremy stood tall at the altar in a tailored suit, his sleek hair shining beneath the chapel’s lights. He stood next to the priest, who was holding a book in his hands. Isla, hidden behind her veil, smiled at him, her heart swelling with happiness.For many, marrying their childhood sweetheart felt like an impossible dream, but for Isla and Jeremy, it had always felt destined. From the moment they started dating, their love had only grown stronger. They were truly the perfect match, a union blessed by God.The music faded as Isla reached the altar, her head lowered shyly, her h...
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