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The truth about Zara

作者: ZeeWrites.XO
last update 公開日: 2026-08-14 02:59:29

River

Meetings had never exhausted me.

People assume they did.

They imagined hours of negotiations, presentations and endless discussions would wear anyone down.

But they were wrong.

Meetings were always predictable. People came in wanting one thing, but left with another, and somewhere in between, I made sure Cassian Holdings benefited the most.

“Five percent is too aggressive.”

One of the investors slid the proposal across the conference table.

“The projected return doesn’t justify t
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  • More than a billionaires contract    The truth about Zara

    River Meetings had never exhausted me. People assume they did. They imagined hours of negotiations, presentations and endless discussions would wear anyone down. But they were wrong. Meetings were always predictable. People came in wanting one thing, but left with another, and somewhere in between, I made sure Cassian Holdings benefited the most. “Five percent is too aggressive.” One of the investors slid the proposal across the conference table. “The projected return doesn’t justify that level of expansion. “It does,” I replied evenly. I tapped the financial report in front of him. “You are looking at this quarter.” He frowned. “I’m looking three years ahead.” Silence settled over the room. Another investor adjusted his glasses before speaking. “The overseas market is volatile.” “So was this ten years ago.” I leaned back slightly. “We expanded anyway. And it even became one of our most profitable divisions.” No one argued. They just watched me. And for the next tw

  • More than a billionaires contract    River’s childhood

    ZaraI woke up to silence. For a few seconds, I simply lay there, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling as sleep slowly loosened its grip on me. Then the memories of last night came back rushing. I sat up and looked around. The room was empty. The second side of the bed untouched, the duvet neatly folded as though no one had slept there at all. He was gone. And I didn’t know whether to be relieved or disappointed. Slowly, I slipped out of bed, my bare feet sinking into the thick black rug beneath me. Only then did I look around. The room….it was so river. Everything was in black. The walls were deep charcoal. The sofa in his room was velvety black, the curtains so dark that it swallowed most of the morning sunlight trying to creep through the windows. I couldn’t help smiling. He really hadn’t been exaggerating when he said black was his favourite color. He apparently meant every single shade of it. The room was surprisingly neat. Everything was organized. I am very sure that h

  • More than a billionaires contract    Just a dream

    RiverSleep refused to come. I had closed my laptop over an hour ago, yet I was still lying awake, staring at the ceiling. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Zara standing behind me, shaking. What happened at the gala still played in my head nonstop. I turned to my side and stared at my door. With a quiet sigh, I pushed the covers away and left my room. The apartment was silent. Only the city lights filtered, casting pale ribbons of silver across the marble floor. I headed towards the kitchen, deciding a glass of water might succeed where sleep had failed. I had barely reached the end of the hallway when I stopped. A sound was coming from Zara’s bedroom. A broken whisper. My head turned towards her door and for a moment I simply listened. And then I heard a muffled cry. “Please….”My chest tightened. I found myself walking before I consciously decided to move. Each step felt strangely heavy. By the time I reached her door, I couldn’t hear anything. I just stood there, starin

  • More than a billionaires contract    Out of sight

    River The ballroom shimmered beneath the glow of crystal chandeliers, the air filled with soft music and polite conversation. Laughter drifted from every corner. My attention remained fixed on the woman weaving through the crowd. She had gone to use the bathroom earlier, but she took more time than I had expected and I didn’t want to leave this spot, so she doesn’t find me. Heads turned as she passed, but she didn’t seem to notice. She was looking at me. A small smile curved her lips and I found myself returning it. Then someone stepped between us. For no more than a heartbeat. When the path cleared…..She was gone. My eyes swept across the ballroom. She couldn’t have gone far. A few guests crossed my line of sight. A waiter passed carrying a tray of champagne. A strange pressure settled in my chest. She had been right in front of me. I started walking, my gaze moving from one face to another. I told myself not to overreact. Maybe she was speaking to someone that recogni

  • More than a billionaires contract    Typical Mira

    Zara I had done my eyeliner three times before I finally got the wing even. The curling iron sat warm in my hands as I worked through the last section of hair, twisting it loose around my shoulder the way I’d practiced a hundred times on ordinary nights for ordinary reasons. I swept a nude lipstick on my lips, checked it against my red dress, wiped it off and tried the red lipstick instead. “Better.” I said to myself. One last look in the mirror. Hair down, loose waves, makeup soft, except my eyes, which I lined dark and sharp on purpose. I barely recognized the woman staring back. A quiet knock came from my door with a voice. “Are you ready?” “Two minutes,” I called, picking up the necklace I had bought earlier. It is way more beautiful now on me than it was on the shelf.When I stepped out of my room, River was standing by the floor to ceiling window in a black tuxedo, one hand in his pocket, and something in his posture told me he’d been standing there for longer than two

  • More than a billionaires contract    The perfect fit 2

    RiverThe curtain slid open again. Zara did not just step out, she arrived. This time, it was ivory. A structured dress that moved like water when Zara walked. She stopped mid room, hand on her hip, and gave the mirror a slow, mocking turn. An assistant laughed l, but covered it with a cough. “Well?” Zara asked. Not looking at me. But looking at herself. I said nothing. She caught my eye in the mirror. “No.” And put her hand on her chest.”No? After that entrance?” “It’s not you.” “That deserved a maybe.” “It didn’t.” She spun back towards the curtain again, tossing a look over her shoulder. “You are so unbelievable.” Margaret waved the next one. Emerald. Sharp shoulders, cinched waist. Zara swept one arm out like she was presenting herself for auction, chin up, hip cocked, holding it two seconds too long.The assistants were grinning now.It wasn’t the dress. The dress was fine. It was the way it sat on her — too structured, too much armor, when the thing underneath it di

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