OROMA_CALVIN

SYNOPSIS 

He has billions in the bank but no one knows his name.
To the world, Eliot Kane is just a broke barista with a crooked smile and a motorbike that rattles louder than his past. But behind the scratched leather jacket and fake debts, he's the runaway heir to a global empire—choosing anonymity over luxury to uncover the truth behind his father's death.

Enter Rina Maxwell—fiercely independent, brilliant, and determined to rise from the ruins of her family’s fall from grace. When she meets Eliot, sparks fly and tempers clash. She thinks he's just another charming slacker with no ambition. He thinks she's too proud to ask for help—even when the world crumbles beneath her feet.

But secrets don’t stay buried forever. And when Eliot's truth collides with Rina’s struggle, love and loyalty are put to the ultimate test.

How long can a billionaire hide in plain sight... before the world—and his heart—demand the truth?


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BILLIONAIRE IN DISGUISE

Three hours later, the storm was behind them.

Eliot and Rina sat side by side in the back of a private jet, secured by one of Savannah's hidden allies. The hum of the engines was steady, but their hearts weren't.

Rina stared out the window, snow-capped mountains sprawling beneath them. Somewhere in that range, answers waited.

Eliot handed her a file Savannah had uploaded.

A map. Coordinates. Old surveillance photos marked "S12 – Discontinued."

As the plane touched down on a private airstrip, Rina's stomach tightened. She hadn't felt this kind of fear since the first time she'd opened her eyes and couldn't remember her name.

They drove in silence through icy streets. Eliot kept one hand on the wheel, the other near his concealed sidearm. Just in case.

At the edge of the city, they stopped.

Beyond it: a crumbling research facility. Nature had clawed at its walls. Time had tried to erase it.

The building creaked as they entered.

Dim emergency lights flickered on, sensing motion for the first time in years.

Everything was as it was left—desks half-packed, machines humming softly in standby. Monitors blinked with ancient data.

But Rina walked with a strange sense of belonging.

She paused at a thick metal door marked SUBLEVEL 1 – CORE ACCESS.

Inside was a room of glass and steel, almost untouched. Screens covered the walls. A circular platform stood at the center, surrounded by cables and memory ports.

"It's where they tested me. Connected me. Broke me."

> "Welcome back, Subject Alpha-R."

Rina spun. The AI interface had recognized her.

> "Would you like to resume final sync protocol?"

She stared at the console. Her hand hovered.

But something in her eyes was already locked in.

"If this unlocks everything... I need to know."

Some truths lie buried for a reason. But when you dig deep enough, the core always burns. If you're ready for what's beneath, don't forget to collect this chapter. Every collection strengthens their resolve—and yours.

CHAPTER 48: Geneva Protocol