MasukZara:My eyes burned with unshed tears as I whispered, "Back in your hotel suite that very first night we met, I received that devastating call telling me my father had been arrested and accused of treason. When I tried to beg you for help, you wouldn't even hear me out. Instead, you ordered me out of your suite. It has been half a month since my father was unjustly thrown into a cell—even though he has a failing heart—and you haven't brought it up once, or tried to help him."Silence fell over our booth. I expected him to snap at me, or brush me off again.Instead, Darius just heaved a long, heavy sigh, looking down at his glass before meeting my gaze."I didn't want to tell you yet," Darius said quietly, his voice losing its edge. "But since you're sitting here pouring out all your grievances, I might as well tell you the truth: I've actually been working on your father's case for more than a week now."My jaw dropped. I stared at him, completely frozen."Two days ago," Darius conti
ZARA:I waited outside the front of the convention building for just a few minutes, clutching my glittering trophy, when a sleek, jet-black SUV pulled smoothly to a curb right in front of me.The back window rolled down slowly, and behold, it was Darius himself sitting inside. He gave me a quick, sharp nod, gesturing with his head for me to get in.I didn't hesitate for even a second. I needed a ride anyway, and I definitely wasn't going to turn down an invitation from the Supreme Alpha. I quickly hurried over, pulled open the door, and slid into the spacious backseat right beside Darius.The driver smoothly pulled back into traffic, and Darius turned his head to look at me. "Congratulations on winning that contest, Zara."I offered a small, appreciative smile. One for calling me Zara instead of Miss Ravencrest. And for congratulating me. "Thanks."Then, a sudden thought popped into my head, and I paused, narrowing my eyes at him. "Wait... did you influence their decision to give me t
ZARA:Darius was flanked by a panel of the most powerful, influential CEOs and business moguls in the fashion industry. And he commanded the entire room with his intense, magnetic presence. Standing there looking at him, I could hardly believe this was the same man I had literally scolded twice just two days ago. Back in the hotel suite, he had looked almost ordinary, standing there staring at my naked body in the bathroom with that heavy, undeniable bulge straining against his trousers.Right now? He was a completely different person. He looked breathtakingly handsome and terrifyingly powerful in a tailored charcoal-grey suit, sitting back lazily and glaring at absolutely nothing at all.And, as expected, he ignored me when I walked in, acting like he didn't even know who I was or had never met me before.I quickly snapped myself out of it, blinking rapidly and shaking my head. Focus, Zara, I scolded myself internally. You aren't here to gawk at your arrogant boss. You're here for yo
ZARA:I turned my head, glaring straight at a pale, shaking Serena. "Because Serena is not the designer. She stole this design directly from me."The room instantly erupted into loud, chaotic murmurs and gasps from the wealthy audience.Serena shrieked, pointing a shaking finger at me. "She's lying! That's a total lie! Just because this crazy girl stood up here and delivered a memorized speech doesn't mean she's the designer! Some people are just good at faking analyses!""Am I?" I challenged calmly. I turned back to the moderator. "If you look closely at the digital blueprint displayed on the screen right now, hidden inside the lower bezel engraving of the main gemstone, there is a secret micro-signature. My initials, Z.R., intertwined with a tiny crescent moon."The technicians at the back immediately zoomed the giant screen in on the exact spot I mentioned, and clear as day, my hidden signature appeared for the entire room to see.Murmurs of shock rippled through the crowd ag
ZARA:I quickly turned away from the snobby woman blocking my path. My eyes scanned the grand exhibition hall until they landed on Serena.She was draped from head to toe in an extravagant, high-end designer outfit that probably cost more than a fortune. She wore a smug smile as she strutted up to me, clicking her designer heels against the polished marble floor."Omega Zara Ravencrest," Serena mocked loudly, stopping right in front of me with her hands on her hips. "How the hell did a low-class Omega like you find yourself in a high-profile place like this?"I didn't feel intimidated. I just gave her a cool, unbothered look."The exact same way you found yourself here, Serena."Serena tossed her head back, laughing like I had just told a hilarious joke. "Please! I am a fashion designer, and my designs are going to be officially exhibited today. In fact, I might even win the grand prize for this contest."I let out a dry smirk, looking her up and down. "You? A designer? Are you se
ZARA:The next morning when I arrived at work, a heavy knot tied itself up in my stomach, and I had no idea how I was supposed to face Darius after everything that went down last night. The memory of that outburst in the elevator where I had scolded him for acting like I was a stranger kept replaying in my head. And the scene where he heard me moan, then stepped into the bathroom and caught me touching myself wouldn't leave my memory. The bulge in his trousers as he stared at my naked body was quite a sight to behold. He had almost lost control until I snapped and told him he was invading my privacy. He went back to being cold but at the end of the day, he asked if he could kiss me. If that phone call hadn't interrupted everything…..Sitting on my office desk this morning, in the company owned by this same man, I wondered if his attitude toward me was finally going to change.As if my thoughts had somehow summoned him, the heavy door to his massive office clicked open, and Darius st







