The Masked Empire Novels & Stories

After fifteen minutes, he parked the car at Empire World Restaurant, a corner reserved for him. "Here," he handed a face mask to Emily and wore one himself. She looked at it, unsure of what to do. "Are you that clueless? Don't you know how to use a mask?" Joel muffled, snatching it from her and helping her put it on. "Let's go," he said, stepping out of the car. Emily pouted but eventually followed suit. Observing the opulence around her, she realized she was surrounded by rich people. "This restaurant must belong to a rich person," she muttered, puffing her cheeks.

Subsequently, he looked at the masked man behind the screen and said, “Today, Mad King came to see War Emperor, and they fought.” “Oh, why did they fight?” the masked man asked disinterestedly. “Mad King asked War Emperor to join him in his plan to deal with Red Moon, but War Emperor rejected him,” Andusk replied. As soon as he heard those words, the masked man behind the screen immediately laughed out loud, “Muahahahaha.” He continued, “As expected, since the Regulus imperial family has merged with Six Doors, they no longer care about the city’s affairs. This is the rule. That old man, War Emperor, seems to be a stickler for the rules.”

“And don’t answer to anyone calling you away from the main room. If someone does, come find me immediately. Do you understand?” “Yes,” Emilia said slowly. “But—what’s going on, Mara? What’s this party really about?” Mara didn’t answer at first. Her gaze shifted, scanning the hallway. When she finally looked back, there was something tight in her jaw. “There are things you’re better off not knowing, Emilia. For now, just keep your head down.” With that, she handed Emilia a small box wrapped in black silk. “Your mask.” Inside was a sleek black mask, simple but elegant, with delicate satin ribbons and tiny silver stitching along the edge. Not as ornate as the others she'd seen guests preparing,

Chloe had named everything she established after her late godmother ‘Empire’ so the public had always wondered who owned the empire. From the school down to her factories and hospitals and companies, it all made sense now, the video had finally proven that the owner of these various establishments existed and it was just a little girl. Thou they haven’t figured out the complete story behind her success they were one step closer. Sandra had just arrived at Empire academy with a lot of bodyguards to protect her from the masses. On getting there she realized that the school was swamped with the press. Getting in was very difficult. Meanwhile Chloe had retreated to her office with Stephanie and

I looked at him, my vision blurring slightly. He stood and took a velvet box from a servant, opening it. Inside was not a diamond ring, it was a pure gold family ring. "Isabella," he said, his gaze steady and intense. "This ring represents half of the power of the De Luca family. "I place it in your hands." "From today on, you are not only the heir of the Costa family. "You are also the lady of the De Luca family." I looked at him. At the man powerful enough to shake the entire mafia world, then standing before me, offering half his empire without hesitation.

"Maybe not. The decision is up to you. I just did it for your information but I hope we're inside the hideout. Outside let's go back to the past and our hidden Identity, is it clear?" "Yes!" the women answered at once. Everyone had fun. "Guys, do you agree that we should remove our masks at the same time?" Astra asked happily. Dindo is just waiting to see what happens next. He wanted to approach and hug Amore but he felt embarrassed. He was contented to just watch his friend first. He was also happy because she was safe. It’s his fault why she almost perished at Regor’s hands. "Are you all ready? One, two, three-," Astra said then they removed the masks at the same time.

Not too concerned Emily turned her gaze to the other side, waited for the full amount of money, and then left. "Why do I look so evil. My eyes can't blink." Emily went outside muttering to herself, she wore a mask for safety. Saran says to be on guard because I don't know if they met some people in the slums. Wear a new mask that covers your face so they don't recognize it.

Andrea said with a smile as she nodded for the same reasons. She was grateful that he cared. The she remembered that whenever Edward her husband with the masquerade mask called her, it was to be as Dramatic as be could be. She remembered the other day when he called and suddenly showed up at work. She almost swore mentally at him. *What if my boss or the president had seen him?* She asked herself with a tinge of anger. *I would have been screwed up if the president saw him.* she thought as she remembered how swift and evil peoe said the president was.

The sales lady asked me. “Yes.” I answer her and she quickly said, “I have the perfect mask then.” A few minutes later the sales lady returns with pair of stilettos that I slid my feet into the shoes and then she pulls a black mask out of a box that was wrapped in tissue and places it on my face and ties it behind my head. “Wow!” Emily says as I stand in front of her. “If this doesn’t draw my brother’s attention, I don’t know what will.”

As the ding resounds again, I’m just in time to see his broad back disappear to the right. “I’m so sorry. I’m really looking forward to my new bag.” Elisabetta remains standing another second awkwardly, before she scurries after her brother. Yeah. Awesome, indeed. *** The moment I arrive home, I have a very bad feeling. Nina and I swore to keep today’s event secret, but it weighs heavy in my stomach. It is paired with my sense of guilt at the upcoming party. Which gets even intensified by the fact that I’m carrying around a lilac mask with golden embellishments and feathers in a bag freshly bought from an exclusive boutique. After setting my bags down in my room, I go out to join my family t