تسجيل الدخولChapter 51: The Bid(Zara POV)The auctioneer called the opening figure, voice smooth and practiced, the kind that knows how to hold a room without forcing it. The number was reasonable, safe enough to start the rhythm.Dominic raised his paddle first.No hesitation. No glance around to see who else might be interested. Just a simple lift, like this was nothing more than routine.Ryan followed almost immediately.Higher.It was subtle, but the room felt it. People always do when there is a connection between bidders. It doesn’t need to be explained. It sits in the air, in the way heads turn slightly, in the way conversations lower without anyone being told to quiet down.Dominic lifted his paddle again.Another increase. Still controlled. Still normal.Ryan went higher.Keisha’s hand was still on his arm, fingers curled just enough to guide without making it obvious. She leaned in slightly, said something under her breath, and Ryan nodded once before raising the paddle again.The num
Chapter 50 : The Gala(Zara POV)After the call ended, I didn’t move immediately.The noise of the venue kept going around me, people talking, chairs shifting, someone calling my name from across the hall, but for a few seconds it all felt like it had stepped back. I stood there with my phone still in my hand, staring at nothing in particular, just… letting that moment sit.“I just wanted to hear your voice.”I let out a small breath and shook my head to myself, a quiet smile slipping in before I could stop it. It came easily, not forced, not something I had to think about.After everything… all the chaos, the mess, the complications I didn’t plan for, I still ended up here.And somehow, it felt right.Dating Dominic might be the best decision I ever made.“Zara!”I blinked, coming back fully, turning toward the voice. “Yes, I’m coming,” I said, already moving again.There was still work to finish.And tomorrow… tomorrow was going to be something else entirely.---By the time the ni
Chapter 49 : The Night Before(Dominic POV)The penthouse is quiet in a way I usually appreciate.Tonight, it doesn’t feel like quiet. It feels like waiting.Zara is still at the venue. She told me earlier she would be there late, final checks, last-minute confirmations, the kind of details that separate a good event from one people remember. I can picture her there without needing to see it, moving through the space, adjusting things no one else would notice, fixing problems before they become visible. That is how she works. Not loud, not dramatic. Just… effective.Tomorrow that room will be full.Not just guests. Histories. Conflicts. People who know parts of each other and people who think they know more than they do. Ryan. Keisha. Claire, if she decides to make an appearance through someone else. Zara’s father. People who have nothing to do with any of this and will still feel it in the air without understanding why.And Zara will be in the center of it, whether she intends to b
Chapter 48 : The Gala Approaches(Zara POV)By the time I get back to Jane’s apartment after the dress fitting, I am more tired than I expected to be. Not physically, but the kind of tired that sits behind your eyes and makes everything feel heavier than it should. Jane is in the living room with her laptop open, something playing softly in the background that she is not really watching. The moment I step in, she looks up, and I can tell from her face that she has been waiting to read me the second I walk through the door.“Well?” she asks, closing the laptop halfway. “Did she behave or did she do that thing where she pretends to behave but is actually insulting you every five minutes?”I drop my bag on the chair and take off my shoes before answering. “She behaved,” I say, keeping my tone even.Jane just stares at me for a second, then leans back slowly. “No,” she says. “Try again.”I almost smile, but I don’t let it f
Chapter 47: Claire And Ryan(Dominic POV)Marcus does not waste time when he walks into my office. He never does. There is a difference between urgency and efficiency, and Marcus has always understood the line between the two. He closes the door behind him, sets a file on the desk in front of me, and says, “You’ll want to read this yourself,” in a tone that tells me he has already gone through it twice.I do not ask questions before opening it. There is no point. If Marcus is bringing it to me like this, then it is already something that requires attention, not discussion.The first page is enough.Claire has not approached this emotionally. That would have been easier to dismantle. Instead, she has gone through Ryan’s company lawyer and framed the entire situation in language that cannot be dismissed quickly. Not accusations, not direct claims, just careful positioning. Words like liability. Exposure. Governance risk. She has outlined
Chapter 46: The Dress Shop(Zara POV)By the time I arrive at the boutique, I am already a few minutes early. Not because I am eager to be there, but because I prefer arriving before the situation starts rather than stepping into it halfway. The place looks exactly like the kind of shop Keisha would choose, polished without being loud, expensive in a way that does not need to prove anything. The lighting is soft but not dim, the kind that lets you see structure clearly, and the dresses are arranged in quiet confidence, like they already know they will be chosen.One of the attendants greets me almost immediately, her smile smooth and practiced. I tell her I am here to meet Keisha, and she nods like she expected it, but she also tells me Keisha has not arrived yet. I check the time. Two minutes past. That alone does not mean anything, but I already know this is not accidental.I thank her and move further inside, taking a seat without asking anything else. There is no point. If Keisha






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