Powerful enemies don't just attack you.
They change the world around you.
They rewrite the truth.
They turn everyone against you—
Until you stand alone.
And tonight…
The world was about to learn the name Elara Hart.
---
Morning in Milan began like any other.
People walked through busy streets.
Cafés opened.
News channels broadcast their usual headlines.
But inside the Valentino penthouse—
Something felt wrong.
Marcus walked into the living room holding a tablet.
His expression was tense.
"Ares…"
Ares looked up from his laptop.
"What."
Marcus placed the tablet on the table.
"You need to see this."
Elara turned from the window.
"What happened?"
Marcus didn't answer.
Instead, he pressed play on the screen.
The news broadcast began immediately.
A serious-looking reporter appeared.
Her voice calm—but sharp.
"Breaking international story this morning."
"Confidential documents connected to a secret biological program have been leaked."
Elara's stomach tightened.
Marcus whispered.
"Volkov."
The reporter continued.
"The program, known as Project Helios, allegedly attempted to create enhanced individuals capable of extreme strategic intelligence."
Images flashed across the screen.
Old laboratory photos.
Encrypted files.
Government reports.
Then—
A single photo appeared.
Elara's photo.
Her breath stopped.
"Sources claim one subject survived the program."
The reporter's voice lowered.
"And that individual is believed to be alive today."
Marcus cursed quietly.
"Damn it."
Ares's eyes had turned cold.
The reporter continued.
"Experts warn that such individuals could pose a severe threat to global stability."
Another image appeared.
Elara again.
This time labeled:
Helios Subject – Strategic Risk
The words felt like a knife.
"They're calling me dangerous," Elara whispered.
Marcus shook his head.
"They're painting you as a weapon."
The news broadcast continued across multiple channels.
Different reporters.
Same story.
Same narrative.
Within minutes—
Social media exploded.
Conspiracy theories.
Fear.
Speculation.
Ares watched silently.
Then he closed the laptop slowly.
"So this is his move."
---
Global Reaction
Luca's voice burst through the communication line.
"Ares, it's spreading everywhere."
"How fast?"
"Faster than anything I've ever seen."
Marcus looked at the screen again.
Thousands of posts appeared every second.
WHO IS ELARA HART?
THE HELIOS WEAPON
GLOBAL THREAT OR SECRET EXPERIMENT?
Marcus sighed.
"He turned the world against her in one morning."
Elara stood frozen.
She had spent her entire life trying to live normally.
Now—
The world saw her as something else.
Something dangerous.
"Maybe he's right," she whispered.
Ares looked at her instantly.
"Don't."
"But look at it."
She pointed at the screens.
"They're afraid of me."
Ares walked toward her slowly.
His voice calm but firm.
"They're afraid of what they don't understand."
"That's the same thing."
"No."
His eyes held hers.
"It's manipulation."
Marcus added quietly.
"Volkov didn't just leak the files."
"He prepared the story."
"Experts."
"Commentators."
"Government reactions."
"This was planned."
Ares nodded.
"Of course it was."
Elara whispered.
"So what happens now?"
Marcus answered bluntly.
"The world starts hunting you."
---
Volkov's Strategy
Thousands of miles away—
Damien Volkov watched the news broadcasts calmly.
Screens surrounded his private office.
Every channel.
Every reaction.
Exactly as predicted.
Rayan Arman stood nearby.
"You've started a storm."
Volkov smiled slightly.
"No."
"I've started a conversation."
Rayan crossed his arms.
"A conversation that paints her as a global threat."
Volkov nodded.
"Yes."
"Why?"
Volkov walked toward the large window overlooking the mountains.
"Because fear is the strongest motivator."
Rayan studied him.
"You're forcing her into a corner."
Volkov turned slightly.
"Exactly."
"And when someone powerful is cornered…"
Rayan finished the thought.
"They reveal who they really are."
Volkov's smile widened.
"And then the world will beg me to control her."
---
Back in Milan
Inside the penthouse—
The tension was heavy.
Marcus checked the security monitors again.
"Reporters are already gathering outside."
Elara looked down at the city.
People she had never met—
Now feared her.
Ares stepped beside her.
"You're not alone in this."
She looked at him.
"You say that like it changes everything."
"It does."
Marcus sighed.
"I hate to interrupt this emotional moment…"
"But we have another problem."
Ares turned.
"What."
Marcus showed them the tablet again.
A new headline appeared.
International Security Council Requests Investigation Into Helios Subject
Elara read the words slowly.
"They want to investigate me."
Marcus nodded.
"Translation?"
"They want to capture you."
Silence filled the room.
Then Ares spoke calmly.
"No."
Marcus raised an eyebrow.
"No?"
Ares's eyes darkened.
"They can try."
---
The Decision
Elara turned toward him.
"You can't fight the whole world."
Ares answered quietly.
"I don't need to."
"Then what are you going to do?"
He looked at the city below.
"At first… nothing."
Marcus frowned.
"That sounds suspicious."
Ares continued.
"Volkov thinks he's controlling the narrative."
"But he forgot something."
Elara asked softly.
"What."
A faint dangerous smile appeared on his face.
"I control power."
Marcus blinked.
"Oh."
"Oh no."
He looked at Ares carefully.
"You're about to do something insane, aren't you?"
Ares didn't deny it.
Instead, he picked up his phone.
And made one call.
Marcus whispered.
"Who are you calling?"
Ares answered simply.
"The people who actually run the world."
The world now believes Elara Hart is a dangerous weapon.
Governments want her captured.
Media wants her exposed.
Volkov wants to control her.
But they all forgot one thing—
She is not alone.
And the man standing beside her…
Controls power far beyond governments.