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Itching Closer To Madness
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Masked By Millions Silk, Smoke And War
Zara Milli Lane wasn’t sure if the tremble in her spine came from Alec calling her his wife in front of Manhattan’s most powerful board members—or from the fire it ignited across the city.Her name was now tethered to the Blackwell empire. Not as a temporary flame, but as a force.The boardroom’s icy tension still clung to her skin as she stepped into the elevator. Her thoughts spun faster than the rising floors, blood pounding with the aftershock of Alec’s declaration.The man had claimed her like war spoils.And now, every empire wanted a piece.Her phone buzzed.Private number. But she recognized the rhythm in the ring tone—calculated, malicious.She answered with the edge of her voice sharpened. “Say it and hang up.”A laugh slithered through the line. “I never took you for someone to bow to men, Zara.”“Lorrien.”“You think Blackwell’s kiss gives you armor? He’s made of shadows and skeletons.”“You should worry about your own closet, love. I know what’s hiding in yours.”The line
Masked By Millions Itching Closer To Madness
Zara Milli Lane had never worn a crown. But today, she wore something far more dangerous.Power.It draped across her skin like silk, humming beneath her new line of haute couture—a crimson gown sculpted to her curves, high slit, deep plunge, and a stitched-on vengeance that wrapped her in fire. Her own designs, handcrafted under moonlight and fury. Her brand—Milli—was about to debut at the De La Mère gala, and it wouldn’t just be fashion walking the runway.It would be war.The media buzzed with confusion. She’d been the scandal—the mistress, the gold-digger, the broke girl with a billionaire in her bed. But now? She was rebranding herself in real time.CEO. Survivor. Untouchable.She stood backstage at the iconic venue overlooking the bay, the wind curling around her figure like prophecy. Models wearing her collection slinked around in shimmering red, black, and silver. Zara’s assistant buzzed beside her, breathless.“They’re all here,” the girl whispered. “Fashion house execs. Roya
Masked By Millions The Bait
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
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