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Chapter 62: Private Circle
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Behind The Mask Chapter 94: Seven Wonders of Us
Zara's POV With everything going on, I barely noticed what Cassian was up to, not that I cared. By the time two weeks passed, I had wrapped up my schedule for the year. For once, the chaos of interviews, galas, and appearances was behind me.And finally, I had Sterling all to myself. I didn’t pack much, just a single bag with my essentials, a few skincare products, and light clothes. I told Tessa I was heading off for the holidays, I knew once people couldn’t reach me, they’d go straight to her. I also slipped my burner phone into the bag, tucked away where no one would see.When I arrived at Sterling’s place, his eyes lit up like he’d been waiting a lifetime. “Do you trust me?” he asked.“Last time I said yes,” I teased, “I almost lost my breath.”He laughed. His palm was steady, grounding, with fingers intertwined, he led me toward his private jet.The engines hummed, and as we lifted off, I tried guessing where we might be headed. Each city, each coastline, each possibility ran t
Behind The Mask Chapter 93: The Locked Past
Zara's POV I froze when my eyes landed on the line: ‘my husband Devereux and I made a great mistake.’Devereux, that's my father’s name. Not some distant man in a memory. My father.The air punched out of me. My mother had never, ever, spoken his name aloud. Whenever I’d dared to mention him as a child, her face would twist in rage. She would snap, cut me off, sometimes even slam the table, until I learned to bury his name inside me like a forbidden prayer.And yet here it was, inked in her handwriting.Devereux. A billionaire. A man who made a ‘catastrophic mistake.’I searched the pages hungrily, but there was nothing else, just that vague confession, no details, no explanation, just enough to split my world open.My chest tightened as I tried, tried, to claw at old memories. I closed my eyes, reaching for his face, the warmth of his voice, something. Anything.But there was nothing. Only static where my childhood in New York should have been.I used to remember pieces, little thin
Behind The Mask Chapter 93: The Locked Past
Zara's POV I froze when my eyes landed on the line: ‘my husband Devereux and I made a great mistake.’Devereux, that's my father’s name. Not some distant man in a memory. My father.The air punched out of me. My mother had never, ever, spoken his name aloud. Whenever I’d dared to mention him as a child, her face would twist in rage. She would snap, cut me off, sometimes even slam the table, until I learned to bury his name inside me like a forbidden prayer.And yet here it was, inked in her handwriting.Devereux. A billionaire. A man who made a ‘catastrophic mistake.’I searched the pages hungrily, but there was nothing else, just that vague confession, no details, no explanation, just enough to split my world open.My chest tightened as I tried, tried, to claw at old memories. I closed my eyes, reaching for his face, the warmth of his voice, something. Anything.But there was nothing. Only static where my childhood in New York should have been.I used to remember pieces, little thin
Behind The Mask Chapter 92: The Billionaire’s Hidden Widow
Zara's POV Back home, I slipped into the shower. Feeling refreshed, I tried calling Raina, but she didn’t pick up, probably still at work.I decided to nap, and by the time I woke up, the evening light was already dimming. After a quick check on my laptop for some work updates, my phone buzzed. Sterling.“You make me want you more and more every day,” he confessed, his voice low, velvety.I laughed softly. “You’ll spoil me if you keep saying things like that.”We lingered in conversation, teasing and easy, before he mentioned Nana’s food.“I have to admit,” he said, “I’ve only had Indian food a handful of times, but nothing has ever come close to this.”“I told you,” I said smugly.He chuckled. “But still… nothing beats your chicken riggies.”“Oh, please,” I laughed, shaking my head. We spoke for a while longer.After we hung up, I tried Raina again. This time she answered, we greeted awkwardly then I went straight to the point.“I just wanted to tell you I did the polygraph test,” I
Behind The Mask Chapter 91: Office Sin
Zara's POV I went to Nana and hugged her warmly before sitting down beside her.“What was that about, beta?” she asked, her eyes narrowing with concern.“Nothing serious. Just Cassian trying to stir trouble between father and me, but it’s resolved now,” I assured her.“That snake,” she muttered, shaking her head.“I know, right?” I laughed.I joined her in the kitchen as she continued cooking, the air filled with the warm, spiced aroma of her dishes. When we finished, she served me, and I ate until my heart and stomach were satisfied, before asking for some takeaway.She happily packed it for me, humming as she worked. I reached into my bag and pulled out a perfume I had kept aside for her, the kind of excess Nico often bought. The moment I first saw it, I thought of Nana and decided to keep it for her.She gasped with delight when I handed it over, unwrapping the box carefully. The bottle itself was exquisite: round crystal, gleaming in the kitchen light, carrying a fragrance that w
Behind The Mask Chapter 90: A Lie Too Perfect
Zara's POV When I got back home, I drowned myself in research about polygraphs. Every article, every documentary, every late-night forum thread screamed the same thing, scientists don’t believe it works a hundred percent. It’s not magic, it's manipulation.I stumbled across a test of a high-profile criminal on video. He answered every question flawlessly. Then came the final one: “Did you lie during this interview?”“Yes,” he said calmly.The machine agreed.That moment hit me like a slap. He’d lied and trained himself so thoroughly that not even the needles on the polygraph twitched. He didn’t just lie; he believed it. His pulse stayed steady, his breath smooth, his eyes blank but sure.So, I started doing the same. I repeated it over and over until my throat felt raw: “I am Aria Everhart.”I practiced possible questions, answering them with unwavering calm, slipping into her skin like a second soul. I spoke her name in the mirror until it stopped sounding like a mask and started so
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