Semua Bab BILLIONAIRE’S SECOND WIFE : Bab 111 - Bab 120

"Damian, stay with me. We can't let this be the end," I whispered, my voice trembling as I gripped his arm tightly. The storm of battle outside raged louder than the quiet panic creeping through my chest. Every moment felt like a ticking clock—like a countdown to everything we had fought for being torn apart.Damian looked down at me, his expression hardened, but there was a flicker of something softer in his eyes. "I won’t let it end like this," he muttered, his voice rough with exhaustion. The lines on his face seemed deeper now, his usual stoic demeanor cracking just a bit.I wasn’t sure if it was the overwhelming tension of the situation or the stress that had been building for days, but my heart was hammering in my chest, a constant reminder of how perilous everything had become. The walls of the mansion, once a symbol of his wealth and power, now felt like they were closing in on us. The storm outside echoed the chaos of what was happening inside."I know you won’t," I said, try

“Damian, we need to move—now!” I shout, my voice barely rising above the chaotic noise around us. Gunshots ricochet off the marble floors as we crouch behind the heavy wooden desk. My heart pounds in my chest, but I can feel the heat of his body beside me. It’s the only thing grounding me in the madness.He grips my wrist tightly, his hand like a vice, pulling me closer. “Stay low, Naomi. Don’t move unless I say so.”I nod, even though I can’t imagine moving anywhere but right here. I’m terrified, but more than that, I’m afraid for him. For us. This moment feels like a ticking clock, one that’s about to run out.The world outside the safety of our hiding place is a blur—shouts, more gunfire, the occasional crash as something shatters. There’s nothing but chaos, nothing but danger. But somehow, in the midst of it all, I find my focus on Damian. The man I never imagined being with, the man I’ve learned to love despite his cold exterior, despite his arrogance, despite everything.We’re i

“You’re not getting away with this,” Damian growls, his fists clenched at his sides. He stands at the edge of the balcony, staring out over the sprawling city below. The lights blur into the distance, the weight of his world pressing down on him. This battle has already cost him too much, but tonight, it would end.I stand behind him, the cold marble floor beneath my feet making my toes curl. My heart races, the thundering of my pulse almost drowning out the tension in the room. I can feel the heat radiating off his body, the rage emanating from every muscle as he prepares for the confrontation ahead. But it isn’t just anger I sense in him; there’s something deeper—something I can’t quite place.I step forward, my heels clicking softly against the floor as I approach him, and place a hand gently on his arm. “Damian,” I say quietly. “We’ve come this far. Don’t let it consume you now.”He doesn’t look at me. His jaw is set, his eyes focused on something I can’t see. I’m not sure if he’s

“You’re not walking away from this,” Damian’s voice cuts through the tension, ice cold and final. His eyes, hard and focused, meet mine. The storm rages around us—our world has been turned upside down for far too long, but here, in this moment, we are standing at the precipice, together. Finally, together.I feel the tremor in my hands as I hold on to Damian’s arm. There’s no turning back now. The battle we’ve been fighting, the war we’ve endured, it all comes down to this final confrontation. The man we’ve been hunting, the mastermind pulling the strings—Evan Reid—has one last move, and we’re determined to stop him."I can’t believe it’s come to this," I whisper, my voice trembling. "All the pain, the lies, the betrayals—has it been worth it?"Damian doesn’t respond right away. He doesn’t have to. His grip tightens on my hand, a silent reassurance that despite everything, despite the scars—emotional and physical—we’ve fought this war together, and we’re going to see it through.“Naom

"We've made it this far. There's nothing left to fear," Damian murmured as we stood side by side, watching the sun dip beneath the horizon, casting a fiery glow over the city. The sky had been painted with hues of orange and purple, a visual reminder of the storm we had weathered. But as I stood there next to him, my heart was no longer clouded by doubt. The worst was behind us."Do you really believe that?" I asked softly, feeling the weight of everything that had led us here. There had been betrayal, lies, and moments when I thought I would never find my way out. But here we were, standing together, stronger than before.He turned toward me, his eyes intense as they met mine. "I don't just believe it, Naomi. I know it."I felt the warmth of his touch as he placed his hand on my cheek, brushing away a strand of hair that had fallen loose. "This is just the beginning, Naomi. Forever starts now."My breath caught in my throat. There was something about the way he said it—like this mome