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The Queen’s Gambit
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Masked By Millions The Queen Wears Red
Zara Milli Lane didn’t realize she’d stopped breathing until Alec touched her wrist.“You’re freezing,” he murmured, his breath brushing her temple.She blinked at the grand ballroom now swarming with guests in sequins, velvet, and secrets. But none of them mattered. Not when Juliette Ashford stood just across the marble floor in a scarlet dress, sipping champagne and smiling like the Queen of Deception.Zara’s eyes didn’t leave Juliette’s for a second. The woman raised her glass in mock toast.“Why is she here?” Zara’s voice was low, venom-laced.Alec’s jaw tightened. “Because she wants war. And now she has it.”Zara’s palm curled at her side. She’d dressed to impress, not to battle an ex-mistress with a vendetta. Yet here she stood, dragged back into the depths of power plays and past lovers who never really left.“She’s the one who kidnapped my father,” Zara said, her voice cracking.Alec didn’t respond immediately. Then: “I know.”She spun toward him. “You knew?!”“Not until recen
Masked By Millions Public Reckoning
Zara Milli Lane stood on the edge of the Palais de la Lumière in Paris, her gaze fixed on the tumultuous crowd gathered in the square below. The city’s night sky was alive with neon and smoke, a living gallery of fractured hopes and roaring ambition. Tonight wasn’t merely another fashion launch; it was the moment every lie, every betrayal, every burning secret would be laid bare before an unsuspecting world.She wore a gown of midnight blue, its fabric a cascade of intricate lace and strategically placed metallic embellishments that caught every flicker of light. Yet for all its beauty, the dress was her battle armor—a symbol that she had risen from the ashes of every humiliation thrown her way. Every stitch, every thread, bore witness to the struggles of a girl who fought not just for survival, but for her rightful place in an empire built on blood, sweat, and uncompromising passion.Alec Blackwell arrived moments later. No longer the faceless billionaire in disguise, he stepped forw
Masked By Millions The House He Never Left
The sun hadn’t even risen, but Zara Milli Lane was already dressed in black.Not the soft blacks she wore during fashion week. Not the silky pieces that whispered rebellion on runways. No—this black was the shade of war. Tailored pants, sleeveless top, a sharp blazer. Her hair was pinned into a sleek coil, her lips bare. No distractions. No softness.She stood in front of the mirror, staring not at her face but at the steel behind her eyes.Behind her, Alec Blackwell leaned in the doorway of their penthouse suite, watching her like she might disappear. “You ready to do this?”Zara turned slowly. “I was born ready.”He stepped forward, tugging lightly at the collar of her jacket. “You don’t have to wear armor to fight, you know.”“Wrong,” she said. “This isn’t a fight. It’s a reckoning.”They descended together in the private elevator, hands brushing but not clasped. The air between them was thick with adrenaline, grief, and the ghost of her father’s absence. She hadn’t told Alec about
Masked By Millions The Ruin She Wore Like Silk
The rain lashed against the glass walls of the penthouse like it was trying to claw its way inside, but Alec Blackwell didn’t flinch. He sat back in the shadows of his private office—no suit, no mask, just sweat-slicked skin and the ghost of Zara’s touch still burning through him. Her lipstick stained his collar, and her teeth had marked his chest like a signature no contract could match.He wanted to keep her. But he also knew the world he was dragging her into was darker than anything she’d faced. And it was closing in.“Juliette knows,” Zara whispered from the sofa, where her bare back faced him, spine a ribbon of tension. Her dress lay discarded like a memory. Her phone buzzed on the table. Another anonymous message. Another veiled threat. “She’s behind it. The raid on my warehouse, the photos leaked to the press. She’s trying to destroy my label before it even launches.”Alec approached slowly. “She’s not going to win.”Zara’s laugh was bitter, broken. “She already is. Do you kno
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
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