Embittered by betrayal, Greek Tycoon Dionysius Plutarch finally tracks down the elusive Makenna Lewasi five years and eighty-two days after she vanished. In her absence, Dionysius discovered her true motives-Makenna had been involved with one of his board members and had only been with him for his car design company's potential, now a billion-dollar empire. Seeking revenge, Dionysius seizes control of her perfumery, demanding the "majority-stakeholder treatment." His plans falter, however, when a young boy calling Makenna "mama" appears, a boy who looks startlingly like Dionysius. Believing the child might be his, Dionysius gives Makenna an ultimatum: a prenuptial agreement or a custody battle. Reluctantly, Makenna agrees to the prenup, and Dionysius sets a wedding date. Despite their unresolved passion, their relationship remains tumultuous, with Dionysius yearning for more than legal bindings-he wants Makenna's heart. But as he delves into the truth behind Makenna's departure, he uncovers a web of family secrets and a love that refuses to be extinguished. Discover the irresistible mix of passion, intrigue, and the power of love in "Hostiles." the line between vengeance and reconciliation blurs. Can their shattered trust be restored, or will their reunion spell certain disaster? Available now for an unforgettable reading experience.

"SAY SOMETHING!" Nikki screamed at him. "You're an asshole." "Don't curse at me." He warned but she was too angry and emotional to listen. "No! Asshole! Dick!" She got in his face. "What are you going to about it, Don!" He run his hand through his hair. They looked into each other's eyes, no one ready to back down. Out of nowhere, she connected her palm to his cheeks. She saw his jaw clench but did it again. "You need to stop hitting me Cara." His voice had a dangerous edge to it but she missed it. She did it again. "What are going to do?" She asked again, this time shoving him in the chest. "Cara check your self." "Or else what? Huh?" She shoved him again. "What are you going to do, Bitch!?" She lifted her hand to hit him but before it made contact, her back was against the wall, hard. His face was dangerously close yo hers. His jaw clenched and unclenched. "Wh....." He connected their lips, shutting her up. The kiss was forceful, like he was pouring all his anger out. "Maybe he's having his own older version of baby's day out." (BOOK 2 OF THE PRETEND HEIRESS BUT CAN BE READ SEPARATELY.