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At university, Chris is just another student—quiet, reserved, and seemingly ordinary. But behind the scenes, he’s the heir to a hidden fortune, a secret he guards fiercely.

Then there’s Skylar—a girl born into wealth, now watching her privileged world crumble as her family faces financial ruin. When she crosses paths with Chris, an unexpected connection sparks between them.

Skylar falls for him, believing he’s just a regular guy. But when her family pressures her to seek a richer suitor, Chris finds himself at a crossroads—should he reveal his true identity to fight for their love, or let her go to protect his secret?

In a world where love and wealth collide, can their relationship survive the truth?

Masked Affluence

The applause was thunderous, yet beneath it lay an undeniable tension. The world had just witnessed something unprecedented—a president who didn't just swear to serve, but to command.

Chris lowered his hand, his gaze sweeping across the crowd. Every camera was on him. Every world leader watching.

Ethan leaned in slightly. "You just rewrote history with that oath. The media is going to explode."

Chris smirked. "Let them. They'll fall in line soon enough."

The moment the official ceremony ended, security immediately formed a tight perimeter. The new power structure was already in motion.

Inside the bulletproof limousine, Chris sat with Ethan, reviewing the first classified documents handed to him as president. Secrets only the most powerful knew. Details on global intelligence operations, hidden conflicts, economic manipulations—and most importantly, the names of those who thought they still controlled the world.

Ethan exhaled as he scanned through a report. "So this is what real power looks like."

Chris closed the file. "No. This is just the surface."

Then, Chris turned to one of his closest operatives. "Send a message to every Blackwood branch worldwide. They know what they have to do."

The agent nodded and left the car to execute the order.

Ethan's eyes narrowed. "And what exactly did you just set in motion?"

Chris's smirk was cold. "The restructuring of power. Some will adapt. Some will resist. Either way, they'll all obey."

For the first time, Christopher Blackwood stepped into the highest seat of power in the nation. The room was silent, yet it pulsed with history, with the weight of every leader before him.

But Chris wasn't just another leader.

He sat in the chair, fingers tapping against the polished desk. The Blackwood Empire had ruled from the shadows long enough. Now, power had a face.

His phone buzzed. A secure message.

SKYLAR: So… Mr. President. Do you still need my vote?

CHRIS: It was never about needing it. It was about ensuring you knew who won.

A pause. Then her reply came through.

Chapter 114: The First Command