Semua Bab BILLIONAIRE’S SECOND WIFE : Bab 81 - Bab 90

"I’m not doing this," I said, my voice barely a whisper as I stood at the edge of the room, the weight of the decision pressing heavily on my chest. The tension between Damian and Adrian was palpable. I could feel it in the air, the way their eyes locked, calculating and full of unspoken threats.Damian leaned back in his chair, his jaw clenched, but he remained silent. Adrian, on the other hand, looked unfazed, almost as if he thrived in the chaos he’d caused.“I don’t have time for this,” I said, stepping forward. “We can’t keep playing games, Damian. Julian is coming for us. We need to fight back.”Damian finally spoke, his voice low and controlled, though there was a hint of frustration. “We’ll deal with Julian when the time comes, Naomi. But right now, we need to focus on the immediate threat.”I turned to him, my heart heavy with worry. “And what’s that? You’re negotiating with him, aren’t you? With Adrian?” I couldn't hide the disgust that crept into my voice.Adrian smirked, c

I felt the heat against my skin, the deafening roar of the explosion still vibrating through my body. My heart pounded in my chest, an uncontrollable rhythm of fear and adrenaline. As the smoke cleared, I grasped Damian's hand tightly, his fingers intertwining with mine like a lifeline. His face was pale, his eyes wide, but he was alive. We were both alive, and that was all that mattered in that moment."Naomi," Damian's voice broke through the haze, hoarse with emotion. "We need to move. Now."I nodded, pulling him towards the ruined doorway of the mansion, my legs shaking beneath me. The debris from the explosion littered the floor, shards of glass and wood scattered across the ground like a broken puzzle. Our escape had been barely a step ahead of the destruction, and now we had no choice but to run. The tension between us was suffocating, but in that chaos, it felt like the only thing we could hold onto."Damian... are we going to make it?" I asked, my voice trembling despite my b

Olivia’s words hung in the air, her voice trembling slightly but resolute. “Richard’s been pulling the strings all along,” she said, meeting Damian’s eyes with an expression that mixed fear and regret. “He manipulated everyone—Julian, you, even me.”Damian’s grip on the back of his chair tightened, his knuckles turning white. He didn’t speak, just stared at her, trying to digest the shock of her revelation.“What do you mean?” Naomi’s voice was barely a whisper, but it was sharp with the urgency of the moment. She stood beside Damian, her hand reaching out to lightly touch his arm. It wasn’t just for comfort. She, too, was trying to understand. Trying to piece together the betrayal.Olivia exhaled, her shoulders slumping. “It wasn’t Julian who was after you all this time. Not really. Julian’s just a pawn. Richard’s been manipulating everything from behind the scenes.”Damian’s eyes narrowed. He was quick, calculating, but this was a move he hadn’t seen coming. “Richard’s been playing

I could feel the tension in the air as soon as I stepped into the office, the weight of the situation pressing down on my chest. Damian stood by the window, his back to me, staring out at the city like he could will everything back into order. But the chaos, the downfall that had been brewing for weeks, was no longer just a distant possibility. It was here. His empire was crumbling, piece by piece."Damian," I said softly, stepping closer to him. "We can still fix this."He didn't respond. The stoic silence between us was deafening. I had seen him in control, ruthless, unyielding. But now? Now, he was broken. I could see it in his eyes. I could feel it in the way his shoulders sagged under the weight of his failure."You don’t get it, Naomi," he said, his voice low and edged with bitterness. "I’ve lost everything. The company is collapsing, the media's turned on me, and all of it—everything I built—is slipping through my fingers. There’s nothing left."His words hit me like a punch to

“Damian, stop. Please, just think for a second.” Naomi’s voice trembled, but it was a controlled fear. I could see her trying to hold herself together, her eyes locked on mine as if she were the only thing keeping me grounded in this moment.I didn’t look at her, though. My focus was entirely on Richard and Julian. They stood at the far end of my office, the very men who had caused everything—the collapse of my empire, the betrayals, the lies. They thought they could outsmart me, that they could destroy me. But I wasn’t that man anymore. Not the one who allowed them to trample all over him.“I’m not the same man you betrayed, Richard,” I said, my voice low but filled with the icy edge that had become my trademark. “And this time, the game is over.”Richard’s eyes darted toward Julian, then back to me. I could see his composure faltering. “Damian, this is insane. You don’t have the power to do what you’re threatening.”I took a slow step forward, letting the weight of my presence crush