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Beneath The Surface

Aвтор: Miss Allyy
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Rain slicked the concrete as Alec’s blacked-out SUV pulled up to Pier 9. The ocean slapped against the dock, angry and cold. In the distance, the red shipping container loomed like a bloody secret waiting to be spilled.

Zara Milli Lane adjusted the knife inside her boot. Her eyes, dark with vengeance, scanned every shadow. Alec hadn’t wanted her here. But she’d insisted.

“This isn’t about power or empire anymore,” she’d said. “It’s about my father. My life. And I’m not watching from a goddamn window.”

Now, dressed in tight black jeans, combat boots, and a cropped leather jacket, she was a storm bottled in skin. Alec kept a firm hand on her back as they stepped into the shadows, flanked by Kane and two ex-military guards.

“She’s close,” Kane murmured. “Juliette’s car was seen five blocks from here an hour ago.”

Zara’s stomach twisted. “And my father?”

“No sign of movement. But if she’s keeping him in that container, we’ve got a fifteen-minute window before backup arrives.”

“Then we mak
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    The silence in the penthouse was a living thing, curled between them like smoke from a lit match. Zara sat on the edge of the velvet chaise in Alec’s office, legs crossed, arms folded, while Alec paced—shirt sleeves rolled up, his jaw flexing with tension.“They used a ghost number routed through Belarus. Then rerouted again through Morocco. Whoever sent that message doesn’t want to be found,” Alec muttered, frustration bleeding through every syllable.Zara didn’t blink. “Then find them anyway.”He stopped. His eyes met hers. “We will.”“We?” she echoed. “Alec, this isn’t just about me anymore. My father’s been taken again, my brand’s being dragged online by accounts linked to Juliette, and my mother hasn’t answered my last three calls. You said you had this.”“I do. But you have to let me work.”“Work faster.”He stepped forward, closing the space between them. “Zara—”She stood up, chin lifted, fury dancing in her chest like gasoline near a flame. “I swear to God, if one more person

  • Masked By Millions    The Dress That Ruined Everything

    The morning headlines came with a slap, not a whisper.ZARA MILLI LANE: FROM STREET STYLE TO STOLEN DESIGNS?Zara’s phone buzzed nonstop on the table, vibrating like a trapped wasp, while Alec stood shirtless by the espresso machine, reading his own phone with a jaw clenched so tight it could crack marble.“Zara,” he said darkly, turning the screen toward her. “You need to see this.”The article was from Vanity Beat—a notorious tabloid that never missed a scandal, especially not when a billionaire’s name was attached. But this wasn’t just Alec’s world being dragged into the dirt.It was hers.A full exposé on ZML, complete with side-by-side comparisons of Zara’s latest “Urban Blush” collection and a line from a Paris-based designer named Vivienne René—who claimed Zara had stolen her sketches two years ago.Photos. Claims. A leak of “insider messages.” Even a video.“I never even heard of her,” Zara whispered. Her hands were trembling as she scrolled through the avalanche of filth. “Th

  • Masked By Millions    The Ex With Teeth

    Zara wasn’t ready for her morning meeting—but it wasn’t because she was unprepared.It was because she could feel the shift in the air.Like something venomous had just slithered into their world.The headquarters of ZML buzzed with excitement and anxiety. The overnight success of the “Shadowline” campaign—her newest concept launch—was already dominating every blog, news outlet, and social feed. But Zara barely had time to celebrate. Her mind was a jungle of stress, suspicion, and Alec.She walked into the studio with her iPad in hand and her nerves wired to explode.“Coffee,” she muttered to no one in particular, and within seconds, one of her assistants rushed over.“I added your extra shot,” the girl stammered.Zara gave a tight smile. “Good. Now block my afternoon. I need the time.”“Someone from Vance Industries requested a sit-down. They insisted on today. Said it’s about a possible collab with Shadowline.”Zara’s blood went cold.Vance?She turned slowly. “Delilah Vance?”The a

  • Masked By Millions    Smoke In Her Veins

    The sirens hadn’t even stopped screaming when Alec kicked the door down.Geneva’s tribunal headquarters—once a fortress of law, order, and Blackwell corruption—was now a blazing ruin in the making. Alec didn’t bother with stealth. He wanted them to hear him coming.Zara clutched his hand tightly as they rushed down the hallway, her breath ragged, her heartbeat louder than the alarms.“Are you armed?” she gasped.Alec didn’t answer. He just smiled—a slow, merciless thing—and drew a gun from the back of his waistband. “Stay close, Milli Lane. I’m not in a forgiving mood tonight.”They turned a corner and ran straight into two Blackwell guards.BANG. BANG.Alec didn’t flinch.The guards dropped.He tossed the smoking gun to the floor and pulled another from his coat. “Let’s go.”⸻The escape was a blur of gunshots, flashing lights, and blood.Zara had never seen him like this—not just powerful, but terrifying. He wasn’t a billionaire right now. He was a weapon.But what stunned her more

  • Masked By Millions    Protocol Obsidian

    Rain clung to the glass walls of the penthouse like secrets desperate to be heard.Zara Milli Lane stood at the edge of the rooftop balcony, dressed in nothing but his black shirt and a vengeance that had long stopped pretending to be grief. The city below pulsed with the aftermath of BLOOD RUNWAY. Every screen in Paris was lit with her face, her brand, her truth.But none of it felt like a win.Because she knew—they had just woken the monster.Behind her, Alec Blackwell was already three steps ahead. Shirtless, bruised, his phone lit up with red-coded alerts from every branch of his hidden empire. And still, he only watched her.“You’ve been quiet,” he said softly.Zara turned, dark eyes burning. “You ever felt like your life was a war someone else declared—and you were just drafted without consent?”Alec stepped toward her, pulling her into his arms. “I feel that every day.”She kissed him. It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t sweet. It was war pressed to lips, fury bleeding into need.And the

  • Masked By Millions    Blood Runaway

    Zara Milli Lane didn’t need revenge.She needed annihilation.Paris hadn’t burned in centuries—but the city of lights was about to get scorched by the fiercest comeback in fashion history.In just seventy-two hours, the ZML Paris launch—originally bloodied and sabotaged—was being rebranded into something louder, darker, and unstoppable.BLOOD RUNWAY.A global campaign. One night. Seven cities. A show that blurred the line between vengeance and couture.And at its center?Zara Lane.The girl who survived the Syndicate, the betrayals, the kidnappings, and the ghosts of empires.The woman who now hunted the Board.⸻“We open with the footage,” Zara instructed, seated at the head of the conference room inside the newly commandeered Chanel headquarters. “Uncensored. The shooting. Juliette’s voice. My father’s chains.”Rafael flinched. “That’s… a lot.”“That’s truth. Then we go live—seven simultaneous shows, each showcasing the pieces they tried to destroy.”“And the finale?” asked Nora, he

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