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I wouldn’t lie, he looked like a total snack and I wished I could have some of him alongside this breakfast. Come on, Emma! “What do you think about me, Mi Reina? You believe all I know how to do is break bones and make threats?” Well, if we were being honest, that was exactly all I thought about Zane. A ruthless mafia boss and the CEO of a multi billion dollars fintech company. And a heartbreaker playboy too. “Don’t feel too much of yourself.” I waved him off and resumed eating again. Zane chuckled again before he continued. “Anyway, there’s a black tie event tomorrow at Twin City. We’re both attending.”

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

Nath added. "What did my cousin got you huh. I'm so excited." Nana said to herself. "Isn't it me that should be excited. Ehh." Kath replied. "What are these? Books?"Frankie said as she was confused. "Aah, he really got me his books! I really wanted to read these but it's already out of stock in the bookstores." Kath said. "I think I've seen these before." Nana said. "Yeah, these were from his bookshelf at his room. I saw this with Grey while we were hanging out last summer." Kath said.

As long as it’s not the current company, anyone can rent it. Once I had arranged everything, I poured myself a glass of red wine and gently swirled it. Tomorrow was going to be lively. Mr. Parker will be coming for an inspection. The agent will be bringing people to view the office. Winnie will also be trying to prove herself. And I would start pulling in the net. I took out a sheet of paper and listed everything that could be calculated, one by one. Vehicle value: 4,000,000. Purchase tax: 320,000.

He made to close it back, but something caught his eye. Zane frowned and reached into it, picking the photographs up. They were pictures of him at the arcade....the ones Asher had taken that day when Zane wasn't looking. His chest tightened, remembering he'd kept them there himself. "Stupid," he muttered, flipped through the stack. "Stupid pictures. Stupid fucking Asher." He reached into the space to take out whatever was left, but stopped when his fingers brushed something deep inside. Zane's brows furrowed, and he dropped the pictures on the passenger seat, taking out what felt like a book.

Whether she’d cling to pride or survival. If she cashed it, she was smart. If she didn’t, she was sentimental. And sentimental people? They broke too easily. The intercom buzzed—Zade. I ignored it. The man had a habit of lecturing me when I did exactly what I wanted, which was often. I opened my laptop, scanning the data that flowed like blood through my empire. “GrayHill Enterprise.“ One of the most powerful conglomerates on the East Coast, with holdings in biotech, fintech, defense, and digital infrastructure.

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