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|29| 𝐀 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 '𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀'

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐩 - Zoya bit on his neck, a wide smile on her face. "Now, get going. Unless you plan on serving me breakfast just like that, which, actually..." She paused, a glint in her eye. "Could be quite delightful."

He shook his head, a fond exasperation on his face. "You're impossible, Dilkash."

"Only for you, Rana Sa. Only for you."

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 - 5575

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

Samad had just finished preparing a simple yet perfect omelet, the smell of butter and herbs filling the luxurious suite, when Zoya's phone buzzed on the nightstand.

She reached for it, her movements slow and languid, the playful mood of the morning still clinging to her.

But as her eyes scanned the screen, the tranquility vanished, replaced by the steely gaze of the Mafia Queen.

"Zain Bhai sa aka Bind Sombra," she said playfully but then, her voice instantly devoid of warmth. "What is it?"

Samad watched her, his own lightheartedness fading.

Her half of the conversation was short and sharp, a flurry of commands and clipped questions.

When she hung up, she didn't meet his eyes. Instead, she stood, walking to the large window and staring out at the Italian coastline, her back rigid.

She finally said, her voice dangerously low. "Zarina Noir wasn't the head of the snake. She was just the venom."

He moved to her side, placing a hand on her shoulder. "What happened?"

"The Bratva got Underground But Insia Colombo is preparing something big. It seems Ivan Volkov didn't take my warning to Insia. Zain Bhai sa thinks she's financing the entire operation." Zoya turned to face him, the fire in her eyes burning away any lingering tenderness. "And my brothers... they're dealing with a different kind of chaos."

Just then Samad's mobile buzzed with notification while he sighed in frustration after looking at the message that came from Asher.

"Say." Zoya whispered looking at him

"Stocks are plummeting of SkyRiseZoya with Invisible name and Identity. If this doesn't stops now then under 48 hours company will collapse as well as Red Sombra." He said looking deep in her eyes

"Order the Jet for Takeoff, we're leaving." Zoya said and they both moved to get ready

Back in Ajmer, the Rajvansh palace felt eerily quiet without Samad's commanding presence.

Asher sat in the grand library, along with Arsalan, Aria and Avyan the air thick with the scent of old books and his own simmering frustration.

They all sat there collecting documents and fighting the crisis, Avyan, his face illuminated by the glow of multiple laptops kept infront of him

Everyone else doing all they can to stop the huge Error.

"I've tried reaching her, but she's not picking up," Avyan said, a note of panic in his voice. "The stock is plummeting. Some new tech company is buying up her shares, and they're not even a known player."

"Who is it?" Asher asked, his fingers drumming a restless rhythm on the polished mahogany desk.

"That's the problem," Avyan replied, running a hand through his hair. "They're a shell company. No paper trail, no public records. It's like they appeared out of nowhere. We've got our best people on it, but it's a ghost."