All Chapters of Forced To The Billionaire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The warehouse reeked of mildew and desperation, the faint hum of distant machinery barely cutting through the oppressive silence. Levi stood a few feet away, staring at the blueprint we’d found, another piece of Aurora’s sprawling puzzle. He was too still, too composed, and it was unnerving. Levi was rarely quiet unless he was strategizing or seething. Sometimes, it was hard to tell which. I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, the jagged edges of a cinder block digging into my spine. The faint sting was grounding, a welcome distraction from the storm in my chest. We were closer to dismantling what remained of Aurora’s network, but every step forward felt heavier. Like wading through quicksand, knowing one wrong move would swallow us whole. "You're quiet," Levi said suddenly, his voice low and cutting through the stillness. He didn’t look up, his eyes glued to the map as if he could will it to give up its secrets. "You're projecting," I shot back, the sarcasm automatic. It was

The night was heavy with a quiet that wasn’t comforting, it was oppressive, like it had weight and could crush you if you let it. Levi and I sat across from each other in the safehouse’s small living room, the air between us thick with unspoken truths. The dim light cast shadows across his face, softening the hard edges of his jaw but doing nothing to hide the intensity in his eyes. I’d been avoiding this moment for days, weeks, maybe longer. Hell, probably since the first time we’d met. But there was something about the way he was looking at me now, steady and unflinching, that made it impossible to keep running. “I don’t even know where to start,” I admitted, my voice quieter than I intended. “Start wherever you want,” he said, leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees. He wasn’t pushing, but his presence was so solid, so unwavering, that it felt like he’d pull the words out of me whether I was ready or not. I stared at my hands, twisting the hem of my shirt between m

The tension in the air was thick, the silence of the abandoned warehouse pressing down on us as I slowly caught my breath. My pulse still thrummed in my ears, adrenaline and fear mixing like a cocktail in my veins. Levi and I had barely escaped with our lives after taking down one of Aurora’s most loyal operatives. A sharp, metallic taste still lingered in my mouth, a reminder of the chaos and violence we’d just unleashed.But we were alive. More importantly, we were together. I wiped my hand across my face, trying to clear the remnants of sweat and blood, and looked over at Levi. His expression was unreadable, but there was something in his eyes, something raw and searching, that made me feel exposed in a way I wasn’t used to.“You good?” he asked, his voice gruff but steady. He always seemed to know exactly what I needed, and somehow, that terrified me.“Yeah,” I replied, though my hands still trembled slightly. “Just need a minute.”Levi didn’t push. He never did. Instead, he lea

It was never supposed to be like this.I’m not someone who *needs* protecting. I’ve always had to take care of myself. That’s how it’s always been. But sitting there, watching Levi do exactly what I didn’t want him to do—protecting me like I couldn’t handle myself—it gnawed at me, a mixture of frustration and something deeper I couldn’t quite put into words.He hadn’t even let me see it coming. He’d shielded me before I had the chance to step in and fight. I don’t know why that bothered me so much. I’d spent my whole life fighting on my own terms, trusting no one, least of all a man who somehow wove himself into my every thought, every decision, without even trying.But the truth was, I *didn’t* want him to see me as weak. I didn’t want him to know that sometimes—*sometimes*—I wasn’t sure if I could keep going. That even with all the anger I carried, all the fire burning inside me, there were moments when I was scared. And I wasn’t just scared for myself. I was scared for him.And tha

The night air felt heavier than usual as we made our way through the darkened corridors, the flickering lights above casting long, uneven shadows on the walls. The mission was simple in theory: get in, disrupt Aurora’s last major operation, and get out. But nothing was ever that simple when it came to her, or anyone she touched.I kept my hand clenched around the gun at my side, my steps moving in sync with Levi's. We were a well-oiled machine now. There was no hesitation, no second-guessing. We moved, calculated and precise. But despite the calm exterior, I could feel it, the tension thick between us. The unresolved emotions from earlier still lingered in the air. I hadn’t forgotten the kiss, and Levi... he hadn’t either. But now wasn’t the time for that.We turned a corner, and that’s when I heard it. The faint sound of a muffled voice. My eyes darted to Levi, who had already begun to crouch, signaling for me to do the same. There was someone ahead. The voice grew louder, indistingu