Runaway Mommy, The Billionaire's Triplets Trap
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Stella thinks she's working off a thirty-million-dollar debt. Pierce has been hunting her for six years. But the triplets hacking his every move are about to expose the truth he's been hiding.
Now Stella sits across a table thinking she's meeting a dog breeder. She needs a mate for her pet. But the man facing her isn't a breeder. The nameplate reads Ethan Pierce, CEO of Pierce Group. She's read his profile. She knows exactly who she's stumbled onto. He asks if she can afford him this time. The word lands like a blade. She sputters about getting the wrong table and bolts. Pierce doesn't chase her. He gives his assistant three minutes to pull her entire background. The company network is already compromised—triplets, somewhere, are watching.
On her first day at the company, Stella runs straight into Mary—the same woman who took Harvey six years ago, now a director at Pierce Group. Mary knocks coffee onto a thirty-million-dollar prototype and blames Stella. She announces the corner cameras have been broken for a week. Pierce arrives. He fires Mary on the spot. Then he turns to Stella. His legal team can make her the prime suspect. He owns the cameras. He owns the building. He owns the truth. Her options: work in his office to pay off the debt, or go to jail and lose her kids. She calls him a monster under her breath and agrees—but only to pour coffee.
He has her measuring him for a gala suit within the hour. Her hands shake with the urge to strangle him. Somewhere in the network, three five-year-old hackers are watching the timer tick past forty-two minutes. They call him daddy and decide he's being mean. Their next move hits his global conference. A message pops up: don't bully her, you big idiot. Pierce smiles. The little rat is back. He orders the network locked down but tells his team not to trace the IP. He wants the rat to keep playing.
He was never trying to punish her. The thirty million was never real. He's been setting this trap for six years, and the triplets sabotaging his every plan are slowly unraveling a truth Stella doesn't know—that the billionaire tormenting her is the same stranger she humiliated that night. At the global gala, he will publicly admit he was that cheap gigolo, drop to one knee, and offer her his entire empire as a wedding gift. She won't forgive the deception overnight. But she'll give him a chance. And from that night on, they have a lifetime to settle the score.
