All Chapters of Forced To The Billionaire: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The ride back to the estate was a blur of pain and exhaustion. My side throbbed where Nathan’s blade had sliced through flesh, but the wound was not deep enough to be fatal. The adrenaline still coursing through my veins kept me upright, but I knew the moment it faded, I would feel the full force of it. Levi’s grip on the steering wheel was murderous, his knuckles white, his jaw clenched so tight I swore I could hear his teeth grinding. He had not spoken since we left the warehouse, his fury simmering just beneath the surface. The weight of the detonator in my lap felt heavier than it should have been. Livia had left it behind, whether by accident or design, I did not know. But if she was willing to bring explosives into the equation, then this war had just escalated into something far worse. Levi pulled up to the estate, the iron gates swinging open as the guards let us through. The moment the car stopped, he was out and rounding to my side before I could even open the door.

Smoke still clung to my skin, the acrid stench of burning metal and scorched earth filling my lungs as we drove away from the wreckage. My hands were clenched into fists against my thighs, my nails digging into my palms as the weight of failure settled over me. The ledger was gone. Livia had escaped again, slipping through our fingers like smoke. Nathan had made his choice. Levi sat beside me in the car, his grip tight on the wheel, his knuckles white. His silence was heavy, charged with barely restrained fury. The muscles in his jaw twitched as he stared ahead, his focus locked on the road. We had lost this round. The ride back to the estate was suffocating. No words were spoken. There was nothing to say. The moment we pulled through the gates, Levi killed the engine and stepped out without a glance in my direction. I followed, my legs stiff from exhaustion, my body aching from the night’s fight. As soon as I walked inside, I felt the shift in the air. The weight of eyes watc

The drive back to the estate was silent. Levi’s knuckles were white against the steering wheel, his jaw locked so tight I thought it might shatter. I sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, my mind racing. Livia was still out there. She had the ledger. And she had Levi’s sister at her side. I had always known this war would cost us, but now, it felt personal in a way I had not expected. I had seen Levi endure pain before. I had seen him take hits that would break most men. But nothing compared to the way he looked now. Betrayal was something he had never taken lightly. And this one cut deeper than the others. I shifted slightly, glancing at him. “Talk to me.” His grip on the wheel tightened. “What is there to say?” “She is your sister.” His breath came out sharp. “No. She stopped being my sister the moment she sided with Livia.” I exhaled slowly. “She is blood, Levi.” He finally turned his head, and the look in his eyes made my stomach twist. “So was my father

I stared at the file in front of me, my mind racing. The name on the page burned into my vision, twisting my stomach into knots. This was not just another enemy. This was something worse. Someone worse. Someone who knew us. Someone who had been watching, waiting for the right moment to strike. I clenched my fists, forcing myself to breathe. Theo was watching me carefully, waiting for my reaction, but I could not let myself lose control. Not now. Not when everything was balanced on a knife’s edge. "We have to handle this," I said, my voice tight. Theo nodded, though his expression remained grim. "We will. But we need to be smart about it. If Levi finds out now—" "I know," I cut in. "He will go straight for blood. And if we are not careful, that is exactly what they want." Theo rubbed a hand down his face. "Livia is still locked up. We could press her for more information." I shook my head. "She is too smart for that. She will only tell us what she wants us to know. And she

The chaos inside the club was deafening. Glass shattered, screams cut through the air, and the scent of blood mixed with the thick perfume of alcohol and sweat. My heart pounded in my chest, but my hands were steady as I gripped my knife, ducking low as a bullet whizzed past my head. Levi was a force of nature, his movements lethal and precise as he cut through the Rossetti men without hesitation. Cade had disappeared into the shadows, using the darkness to his advantage. But my focus was on two people—Livia and Levi’s sister. Livia had vanished the second the fight broke out, slipping through the chaos like a ghost. Levi’s sister, however, remained in place, watching everything unfold with an eerie kind of detachment. I needed to get to her. I pushed forward, weaving through bodies, dodging attacks as I made my way toward the back of the club. The bass from the music still vibrated through the floors, mixing with the sounds of gunfire and the grunts of men falling one by one.