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?

The tension at the poker table was thick enough to cut with a knife. I watched Liam from beneath my lashes, pretending to be engrossed in my cards. His jaw was clenched so tight I worried he might crack a tooth. Every time Levi leaned closer to me, Liam's eyes darkened dangerously.


"Need help understanding your hand?" Levi whispered, his breath tickling my ear.


I smiled sweetly. "I think I can manage."


Levi's hand casually draped over the back of my chair. The muscle in Liam's cheek twitched. Good. Let him stew in his jealousy.


"Raise," Liam announced, pushing a stack of chips forward without breaking eye contact with me.


"Someone's feeling confident," Chloe remarked, casting a meaningful glance at me.


Our plan was working perfectly. One by one, our jealous boyfriends were losing focus on the game, distracted by their partners' flirtatious behavior with Levi's friends.


Chapter 72 - Winning Her Back with a Bluff