All Chapters of YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND BILLIONAIRE SINCE 1692: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

The moon hung high in the sky, its pale light casting long shadows over the quiet city below. Amelia stood by the window of their penthouse, her gaze lost in the distant horizon. The weight of the decision they had made still lingered in the air, thick with uncertainty. Despite the peace that had been negotiated, a storm brewed within her heart, the promise of a future now clouded by doubt.Beside her, Alexander stood in silence, his arms crossed, his eyes focused on the same distant view. The silence between them was heavy, both of them wrapped in thoughts they couldn't quite voice. They had chosen this path, but now the reality of it was sinking in. Peace was never as simple as signing a treaty—it was a battlefield in its own right, one where the stakes were higher than either of them had anticipated."Do you ever wonder if we made the right choice?" Amelia asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper, as though speaking the question out loud would make it all the more real.Alexa

The night was alive with tension as the weight of their situation settled deeper into Amelia’s chest. The sound of her own breath seemed louder than it should have been, filling the silence of the room. Alexander stood by the window, his silhouette sharp against the city lights that flickered below. His usual calm demeanor had faltered, and now, only the harsh reality of their fight against Lucien remained.Amelia stood in the center of the room, her thoughts whirling. She felt the presence of their allies just outside the door, their urgency pressing in on her. But the question that gnawed at her—the one that had taken root in her mind ever since Lucien’s return—was one she couldn’t shake.Why now? Why had Lucien waited until this moment to strike?"Do you think he’s really working alone?" Amelia asked, her voice soft but carrying the weight of doubt that had followed them for hours. "I mean, how could he have survived all these years, only to reappear when we’ve just begun to build

The weight of Michael’s betrayal hung heavily in the air, suffocating them both. As they stood in the aftermath of the confrontation, Amelia felt as though the floor had shifted beneath her feet. The world she had known, the alliances they had built, seemed to be unraveling, one thread at a time.But there was no time to dwell on what had been lost. The shadows of doubt that Michael had cast would not be allowed to fester. Amelia had always believed that the truth could heal, could set them on the path to redemption. But today, the truth had been like a dagger, one that had pierced the heart of everything they had fought for.Alexander stood beside her, his silence just as heavy as the betrayal they had uncovered. His expression was unreadable, the mask of control firmly in place. Yet, Amelia could see the faintest flicker of pain in his eyes, something that even he could not completely conceal.“Let’s go,” he said, his voice calm but tinged with something more. Something she could no

The weight of the world seemed to settle upon Amelia as she followed Alexander and Gabriel down the dimly lit hallway. The urgency in Gabriel’s voice had been impossible to ignore. The time had come to face the truth, no matter how dark or tangled it seemed. And as the shadows of their pasts closed in on them, she felt the burden of the ancient forces they had been running from for so long.They entered a room at the far end of the corridor, a place she had never been before—a chamber hidden deep within the heart of their headquarters. The walls were lined with ancient symbols, etched in stone, their meanings lost to time. The air was thick with the scent of old parchment and the weight of forgotten knowledge. This was no ordinary room; this was a place where secrets were kept—secrets that had shaped the very fabric of their world.Gabriel moved to the center of the room, where a large, stone table stood. Upon it was a large, weathered tome—its pages cracked and yellowed with age. Ame

The air in the veil was dense with a heavy, almost suffocating stillness. Amelia’s heart raced as she tried to steady herself, the world around her slipping in and out of focus. Shadows clung to the edges of her vision, flitting just out of reach, like whispers from a forgotten time. The sense of disorientation was overwhelming. The further they ventured, the more distorted the fabric of reality seemed to become. Beside her, Alexander’s presence was a constant—his hand gripping hers with a strength that grounded her. She glanced up at him, and his expression was unreadable, his eyes scanning their surroundings, ever vigilant. They had stepped beyond the veil, and now they were in a realm where time had no meaning and the very essence of life felt suspended.“Where are we?” Amelia whispered, her voice barely carrying over the oppressive silence.Alexander’s eyes narrowed as he scanned the shifting landscape. “It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. This isn’t a place. It’s an existen