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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 convoy sped down the darkened highway toward Murtala Muhammed International Airport, the roads cleared by our forces ahead of time. Armored SUVs flanked us, their tinted windows reflecting the distant fires still burning in Lagos. The city was a war zone, but for Chris, it was already history.

I sat beside him in the back of the lead vehicle, the low hum of the engine the only sound between us. His gaze was fixed on his phone, scanning reports, updates, and intel on Moscow.

"You know Volkov won't take this lightly," I said, breaking the silence.

I exhaled. He was expecting resistance. No, he was inviting it.

Our plane was waiting when we arrived. A modified Gulfstream G700, its matte black exterior blending into the night. The moment we stepped out of the SUV, Calloway and his security team surrounded us, scanning the area for any last-minute threats.

"We're clear," Calloway confirmed.

Chris ascended the jet stairs without hesitation. I followed, my mind still racing.

As soon as we were airborne, I turned to him. "What's the real plan here?"

Chris leaned back in his seat, steepling his fingers. "Nigeria was a test."

He gave me a knowing look. "I needed to see how far the world would let me go. How much control I could seize before they reacted."

I frowned. "And what did you learn?"

Chris smirked. "They're afraid, Ethan. The U.N., the West, even Russia and China. They bark, but they don't bite. Not unless I force their hand."

His confidence was absolute. And that was what made him dangerous.

Chris's expression darkened slightly. "Volkov thinks I owe him. He wants a say in what happens next."

"And you're going to give him one?"

Chris chuckled. "I'll let him believe he has a choice."

I nodded slowly, understanding now. This wasn't just about diplomacy. It was about control.

As we flew deeper into the night, I glanced at the window, watching the lights of Nigeria disappear beneath us. The country was burning, but Chris was already onto the next battle.

Chapter 206: Into the Lion’s Den