All Chapters of Forced To The Billionaire: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I’ll write this chapter now and make it at least 1500-2000 words as you requested. It will be in Eliana’s first-person POV, without asterisks or dashes. ---The Rossettis were finished. What remained of their empire was nothing but scraps, power slipping through their fingers like sand. The allies they once counted on had either turned against them or been eliminated. Their strongholds had been reduced to rubble, their money seized or lost. But I knew better than to believe it was truly over. Levi stood in front of me in our private study, arms crossed over his chest, tension rolling off him in waves. I could see it in his face, the way his jaw clenched, the slight twitch of his fingers like he was ready for another fight. He had been like this since Mr. Rossetti fell, since we realized that Livia and Nathan had taken the ledger and disappeared into the shadows. “They’re still out there,” I said, voice quieter than I intended. Levi’s eyes met mine, unreadable, dark. “I know.”

Levi ended the call without another word, his jaw tight as he slid his phone back into his pocket. I watched him closely, the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers curled into fists at his sides. He was already shifting into war mode, preparing for whatever came next. “Who was that?” I asked. “An old contact. Someone who might have answers.” I nodded, but a part of me ached. I had wanted to believe we were done, that we could finally step away from the blood and violence. But it seemed like the past refused to let us go. Levi reached for my hand, threading his fingers through mine. “We handle this, and then it’s over.” I wanted to believe that. I really did. But I had learned that with people like Livia, there was no such thing as over. ---We met Levi’s contact in an abandoned bar on the outskirts of the city. The place smelled like stale beer and dust, the floorboards creaking beneath our steps as we walked toward the lone figure waiting in the back booth.

Levi didn’t speak for a long time. He just lay there, his breathing slow and measured, his expression unreadable. But I could see it in his eyes. The storm that was raging inside him. I should have been angry that he had kept something like this from me, but right now, all I felt was dread. His sister had been alive this entire time, hiding in the shadows, and she had chosen this moment to reveal herself. That wasn’t a coincidence. I swallowed hard. “Do you think she’s been planning this for a long time?” Levi closed his eyes for a second before nodding. “I don’t doubt it.” His voice was rough, strained. “She wouldn’t have just let all these years pass without a reason. If she’s here now, it’s because she thinks it’s the perfect time to strike.” I clenched my fists. “Then we don’t give her that chance.” His eyes met mine, something dark and knowing lurking beneath the surface. “Easier said than done, Eliana.” Maybe. But I refused to believe she was untouchable. “She’s no

The gunfire stopped, leaving only the ringing in my ears and the heavy sound of my own breathing. Smoke curled in the air, mixing with the metallic scent of blood. Livia was on the ground, barely breathing, but she was not my concern. Levi’s sister was gone. Levi stood across the warehouse, his gun lowered but still tight in his grip. His eyes were locked on the spot where she had vanished, his entire body tense with something I could not name. I stepped closer, my voice steady despite the chaos still buzzing in my veins. “She was playing with us.” Levi exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down his face. “She always was good at that.” I knew this was not just a fight for him. It was personal in a way that made his usual cold control slip. His sister was supposed to be dead. He had buried the memories of her, the guilt, the loss. Now she was here, working with the enemy, turning his past into a weapon against him. “She let us come here,” I said, my mind racing to catch up. “She

The air was thick with smoke, the scent of burning wood and crumbling stone choking my lungs as I helped Levi to his feet. The estate groaned around us, weakened by the series of explosions. It would not stand much longer. "We need to move," I said, my voice hoarse from the dust and debris. Levi wiped the blood from his forehead, his jaw tightening. His entire body was coiled with tension, his muscles rigid as if he were resisting the urge to go after her right now. "Levi," I repeated, gripping his arm. "We have to get out before this place buries us alive." His eyes flickered to mine, torn between fury and something deeper. But he nodded. Together, we pushed forward, dodging fallen beams and leaping over shattered furniture as the walls trembled around us. Every step was a battle against time. Flames licked at the edges of the hallway, the heat pressing against my skin. The grand staircase that had once been the heart of the estate was barely standing, half of it caved in f