The darkness in Zara Milli Lane didn’t just surface—it unfurled like fire licking the edge of silk. She stood in the center of her Paris showroom, her heels sharp enough to kill, watching as her final sketches for the Fall Descent collection lit up the mirrored screens. This wasn’t just a collection. It was war, stitched in scandal, wrapped in silk, and soaked in vengeance.Across the room, Alec watched her like she was a live wire. He knew better than to interrupt when she was in this mode—unreachable, volcanic, magnificent.“You didn’t sleep again,” he said eventually.Zara lifted her gaze. “Sleeping is for people who aren’t being hunted by their ex’s mad mistress, sabotaged by a fashion council, and cleaning up human trafficking linked to their name.”Alec moved to her side. “We’re almost at the end of this.”Her eyes locked on his. “Are we?”Because beneath the polished layers of Alec Blackwell, she still felt the ripples of secrets—some too sharp, too recent, too unfinished.Befo
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