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Crimson Ties
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Masked By Millions The Crazy Agenda
The jet sliced through the clouds at dawn, the sky still a violent shade of lavender and gray. Zara sat by the window, her chin in her hand, watching the sunrise through flames in her mind.She could still see the vault. The designs. Her legacy—what her father built, what she poured her sleepless nights into—burning on Kira’s goddamn livestream.But fire didn’t scare her anymore.Not when she’d been forged in it.Alec leaned across the aisle, reading her expression. “Say it.”She turned slowly. “Say what?”“What you’re thinking.”Zara didn’t blink. “I’m going to bury her.”Alec nodded once. “Then let’s start digging.”⸻Back in New York, the damage was worse than Zara expected.The vault fire hadn’t just destroyed physical designs—it had triggered a wave of panic across every investor meeting, supplier deal, and distributor network.Zara Sinclair’s empire was crumbling. Publicly. Loudly.And the press was having a field day.Kira was feeding them photos. Smiling. Composed. Dressed in
Masked By Millions The First Strike Hurts The Most
Zara hadn’t slept.Not because of Alec—though his presence beside her, his hands, his mouth, the tension he poured into every inch of her body, had left her reeling and breathless—but because something felt off.Wrong.She was still in his penthouse, still wrapped in silk sheets and his scent, and yet her gut wouldn’t stop twisting.Alec stirred beside her, arm sliding over her waist with a possessiveness that was both soothing and infuriating.“You’re thinking too loudly,” he muttered into her hair.“I can’t afford not to.”He shifted, lifting himself to look down at her. “Zara—last night, the courtroom, your mother—it’s too much in too little time.”“And yet the world won’t slow down for me to process.”He leaned down and kissed her bare shoulder. “Then we make it slow down.”Zara didn’t answer.Because her phone vibrated on the nightstand.She reached for it, tension snapping through her spine as she saw the name on the screen.Unknown Number.One text. One image.It was her father
Masked By Millions What Remains After Fire
The flashing cameras were relentless.Outside the courthouse, reporters shouted Zara’s name as she stepped into the light, head high, sunglasses masking her sleepless eyes. Her fingers were locked with Alec’s, but she wasn’t leaning on him. She didn’t need to—not anymore.Behind them, the building that had held her mother for arraignment pulsed with energy. Vivienne Lane—once the queen of quiet power in Europe’s underground trafficking empire—was now just a criminal. Zara had delivered the blow herself. Not as a daughter. As a woman who had nothing left to lose.“This way,” Alec whispered, guiding her toward the car. He hadn’t let go of her since the courtroom doors had closed. Not during the sentencing. Not during the press storm.She hadn’t asked him to. But she didn’t want him to stop, either.The doors shut behind them and silence fell.Only then did Zara breathe.“I thought it would feel better,” she said quietly.Alec’s jaw was tight. “She’s behind bars. You exposed the empire s
Masked By Millions Ghosts For Silk
The revelation of her mother’s survival was a ghost that refused to rest. Zara stood at the window of Alec’s penthouse, overlooking the Seine’s restless flow, the city’s lights flickering like distant memories. In her hands was the folder Sienna had delivered—stamped with evidence of her mother’s clandestine existence and a network of betrayals that wound through every corner of Zara’s life.Alec entered, silent as midnight. He watched her shoulder shake when she unfolded a photograph: a younger version of Zara’s mother, Vivienne Lane, alive—smiling—standing beside a man with the same cold eyes as Valerius Noir.“Tell me you’re kidding,” Zara whispered, voice brittle.Alec crossed the room in two strides. “There’s more,” he said, placing fresh documents on the table: financial records, shipping manifests, legal papers—proof that Vivienne had faked her death to escape an empire built on trafficking, then re-emerged as a silent partner in Noir’s new syndicate.Zara’s breath caught. “So
Masked By Millions Crimson Ties
The wind howled through the narrow Parisian alley, slicing through the city like a whisper of violence. Zara’s boots echoed against the cobblestones as she stalked forward, Alec beside her, his phone gripped like a weapon.They had one lead.One last thread connecting the dots between her father’s disappearance, Juliette’s reappearance, and the offshore account laundering millions through her brand. And if this thread snapped?Everything fell apart.“I traced the call,” Alec said, voice tight. “The signal bounced through five dummy towers, but the final bounce came from Rue des Voleurs. It’s not on any official city grid.”Zara’s brow furrowed. “Thieves’ Alley?”He gave her a look. “Fitting, isn’t it?”They turned the corner into a ghost street—buildings in decay, boarded shops, a low hum of something off vibrating beneath the silence.They reached a rusted antique shop at the end.No name. No signs. Just a red ribbon tied to the gate.Zara stopped cold.Her father used to mark her ch
Masked By Millions Embers Don’t Lie
The footage still echoed in the walls of the Palais Garnier.Security had hauled Juliette out screaming, mascara streaking like inked confessions. Bianca had disappeared, slipping away in the chaos like the serpent she was. Valerius? He remained rooted in his seat, arms folded, watching the flames he helped light consume the room.And in the center of it all—Zara stood tall.No apologies.No fear.Only fire.The crowd had turned electric. Designers whispered in huddles. Media swarmed. Phones recorded every gasp. And through it all, Zara walked off the runway like a queen who’d just executed a coup.Backstage, Nora sobbed into her headset. “You did it,” she whispered. “Zara, you—”“I know,” Zara murmured. But her voice wasn’t victorious.It was trembling.She reached for the velvet curtain and slipped out the side exit before the mob could descend. She needed air. Silence. A moment alone before the world twisted this into a headline.Except she wasn’t alone.Alec stood there, waiting i
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