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Zara: A Key To Deception

Keys of Deception For Zara, life has always been about fitting in—navigating the chaos of high school while balancing the memory of a father she barely understood. But when her father's sudden death leaves behind a series of cryptic artifacts, Zara’s world spirals into a web of secrets, lies, and impossible choices. The artifacts are more than relics—they’re keys to a conspiracy with international stakes. As Zara unravels the mystery, she discovers allies in unexpected places and enemies hiding in plain sight. Every step she takes reveals more about her father’s shadowy past, and she’s forced to question whether he was the protector she believed... or the villain everyone feared. When messages from a "phantom caller" warn her of danger, Zara is drawn deeper into a world where trust is a deadly game and betrayal could cost her everything. And the more she tries to escape, the more she realizes the artifacts aren’t just the key to unlocking the truth—they’re the bait that could destroy her. In a battle of deception, where nothing is as it seems, Zara must decide: Will she safeguard the legacy left to her, or will she dismantle the very foundation of her father’s empire? High school drama meets international intrigue in this suspenseful coming-of-age mystery. Packed with twists, betrayals, and a hint of danger, "Keys of Deception" will keep you turning pages until the final shocking revelation.

Nimielleonyx · 青春言情
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43 Chs

The Stolen Moment

Zara stood in the corner of the old library, the dim light casting shadows across the wooden shelves. The evening air was thick with unease, as if the world itself was holding its breath. She ran her fingers over the stack of artifacts that had once belonged to her father, now hidden in plain sight. Despite the lingering questions and doubts swirling in her mind, the artifacts felt like the last piece of her father's legacy she could still grasp.

As she reached for a small, intricately carved box, a loud crash echoed through the quiet house, startling her. Her heart leapt into her throat. She froze, her hand still lingering over the artifact.

Another crash, closer this time, followed by muffled voices. Zara's pulse quickened as her mind raced, but she knew one thing for certain—she wasn't alone.

She barely had time to react as a dark figure appeared in the doorway. The man was tall, wearing a hooded jacket that obscured most of his face. He didn't speak, just moved toward her, his eyes fixed on the artifacts.

"Who are you?" Zara demanded, her voice trembling despite her best efforts to sound confident.

The man didn't answer. Instead, he lunged toward the desk, his hands reaching for the artifacts. Zara's heart pounded in her chest as she took a step back, instinctively clutching the box tighter.

"Stop!" she shouted, her voice shaking, but the intruder ignored her. In one swift motion, he grabbed the edge of the desk, pulling the items closer to him.

Panic surged through Zara. She couldn't let him take them. Not after everything her father had gone through to protect these objects.

Desperate, she lunged forward, but the man was faster. He shoved her aside with little effort, sending her stumbling to the floor. Pain shot through her arm, but she didn't let it stop her. Zara scrambled to her feet, her gaze fixed on the artifacts now in the man's hands.

She had to stop him.

Adrenaline flooded her veins as she ran toward him, but as she reached out to grab his arm, the door burst open with a loud bang.

"Get away from her!"

Zara barely had time to process the voice before the man was knocked back, stumbling as a powerful figure stepped into the room. Her vision blurred for a moment before she focused on the new arrival.

It was Adeyemi.

His movements were swift and decisive, as though he had done this a thousand times before. With one well-placed strike, the intruder was disarmed, the artifacts slipping from his hands and crashing to the floor with a loud clatter. The man let out a sharp grunt but didn't fight back.

Zara watched, wide-eyed, as Adeyemi quickly moved to secure the man, holding him by the collar with an ease that made Zara feel small in comparison. The intruder's breath came in ragged gasps, but there was no escape for him now.

Adeyemi didn't even glance at her. "Are you hurt?" he asked calmly, his voice steady, as though this was all just another day's work.

Zara opened her mouth to speak, but the words caught in her throat. She was shaken, her hands still trembling, but she was unharmed.

"I'm fine," she managed to say, her voice barely a whisper.

Adeyemi nodded, his eyes scanning the room with sharp focus. "Good. But we need to move quickly."

"What… what is this?" Zara asked, her breath still coming in uneven bursts. "Who was that?"

"Doesn't matter," he replied, his tone almost too calm for the situation. "What matters is that they're after you, and they're willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want."

He glanced at her, his eyes softening just slightly. "You don't know how much danger you're in, do you?"

Zara stood there, confused and rattled, still processing everything that had just happened. But before she could respond, Adeyemi turned to the intruder, his voice low but firm.

"You can tell your employers that Zara is not going anywhere. Not on my watch."

With one final look at Zara, Adeyemi effortlessly subdued the man, pushing him toward the door with a single, forceful motion. "Stay inside. I'll take care of this."

Zara opened her mouth to protest, but before she could speak, the door slammed shut behind him.

She stood there in silence for a long moment, her heart still racing. The room was eerily quiet now, save for the faint sound of Adeyemi's footsteps fading into the distance.

What just happened? Who was that man? And why had Adeyemi really come to her aid?

A chill ran down her spine. There was something about the way Adeyemi had acted—something that didn't sit right with her. But the overwhelming feeling of gratitude pushed the thought aside.

For now, he had saved her. For now, he was her protector.

But deep down, Zara couldn't shake the sense that there was more to this story than anyone was letting on.

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