The Shy Beauty and The Billionaire Beast

Rain lashed against the glass façade of the office building like someone had torn a hole in the sky. I clutched my resignation letter and dashed into the elevator, twisting my heel. Papers scattered across the floor. As I bent to pick them up, another hand covered mine. I looked up—Kyle Black. The city’s most enigmatic billionaire knelt before me, tie half-loose, eyes rimmed with red. His face was dangerously handsome, yet his thumb gently wiped a tear from my cheek. "Aria... why are you crying?" I didn’t answer. Three hours ago, through the café window, I’d seen him embracing and kissing that woman. But now, a fresh cut ran across his wrist. A drop of blood slid slowly along his pulse. "Aren't you celebrating the merger with her?" I croaked. He laughed, darkly. "Celebrating? I was forcing her to sign a psychiatric evaluation. She's been impersonating my fiancée for three months." The elevator dinged shut. In the darkness, he pinned me against the wall, breath scorching. "The only one I ever meant to marry… was you. Running into you today wasn't chance. I've been searching for you for seven years, Aria." "That little girl in the white dress who saved me during the fire… it was you, wasn't it?" My body froze. That fire—the one that took my parents—the only memory I had was a boy gripping my hand, saying, "Don't be afraid, my name is Kyle." And all this time, I thought it was a hallucination on the edge of death. My phone buzzed. A news alert flashed: [Heiress exposed: Fake fiancée unmasked by Kyle Black in public breakdown, rushed to hospital] In the photo, the woman I'd hated all day wore a butterfly-shaped temporary tattoo on her wrist—exactly like the one that haunted my dreams. The rain still poured. But this time, he was the one who came running with an umbrella. Analeina, a waitress in New Jersey, accidentally spills hot coffee on billionaire Jaxon Terrace, forcefully thrusting her into his world. In order to pay for his ruined clothes, Jaxon offered her a job as his secretary. But when the debt is repaid, Jaxon's desire for her grows, revealing his possessive nature. Analeina must choose between love and her freedom, as she discovers whether Jaxon is truly a beast...