Semua Bab The Billionaire's secret hair: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Sienna lay awake, staring at the ceiling as the minutes crawled by. Every creak in the penthouse made her tense, every shadow seemed longer, darker. Damian’s words from earlier replayed in her mind: *“I won’t be a visitor in my son’s life forever.”And now there was Ava.She reached for her phone on the nightstand, scrolling aimlessly, trying to calm her nerves. That was when she saw it—the missed call. Blocked number. Her pulse spiked. She hesitated, then clicked on the voicemail.At first, there was silence. Then, a woman’s voice, smooth and icy. “You think you’ve won, Sienna. But you’ve made a mistake coming back. You don’t belong in Damian’s world… and neither does your son.”The line went dead.Sienna’s breath hitched. For a second, she just sat there, phone clutched tight in her hand. Then she sprang up, grabbing her robe and tying it with shaky fingers. She checked on Julian first, finding him fast asleep, his little hand curled under his chin. Her heart squeezed.No one is g

Sienna’s fingers trembled as she stared at the photo on her phone. Ava Sinclair stood just outside the estate’s iron gates, a cold, smug smile on her face. The night swallowed most of her surroundings, but the flash from the camera made her eerily clear—too close. Too real.“She’s here,” Sienna whispered, turning toward Damian. “She’s outside.”Damian took the phone from her hand. His gaze hardened as he studied the image. Without a word, he strode across the room and hit a button on the wall panel. Seconds later, a guard’s voice crackled through.“She’s outside,” Damian said sharply. “Lock it down. I want eyes on her every second.”“Yes, sir.”Sienna backed away from the window, her heart pounding. “What does she want?”Damian’s mouth was a grim line. “She wants to rattle you. She wants to rattle me.” His gaze flicked to Julian’s door, his jaw tightening. “But she’s not getting in.”The confidence in his voice did little to soothe the panic twisting inside Sienna. She crossed her arm

Sienna paced the living room, her arms wrapped tightly around her middle. Damian was on the phone again, his voice low and controlled, but she could feel the tension radiating from him like a live wire.Ava was suing for custody of Julian.It didn’t make sense. She wasn’t his mother. She had no claim. But when money and power were involved, the truth had a way of getting buried under influence and manipulation.“Who does she think she is?” Sienna muttered, her mind racing. “She has no legal ground.”“She doesn’t care about legal ground,” Damian replied grimly as he hung up the call. “She cares about public perception. She’s painting herself as the stable influence in Julian’s life. Saying we’re both reckless and dangerous.”Sienna spun toward him. “What did she even say?”“She’s claiming I’m too consumed by my business empire to be a fit father,” Damian said, his jaw tightening. “And you—” He hesitated, as if the words tasted bitter in his mouth. “You’re a single mother who ‘deceived’

Damian paced the length of the living room like a predator, his movements restless and tight. Sienna watched him from the couch, her nerves wound just as tight as his. Julian had long since fallen asleep in his room, blissfully unaware of the storm building outside his door.“Who is it?” Sienna finally asked, breaking the tense silence. “You said there was someone else.”Damian stopped pacing. His gaze flicked toward her, dark and unyielding. “My head of security found inconsistencies in Ava’s transactions. She’s been getting funds from an anonymous source. Substantial funds.”Sienna frowned. “What does that mean?”“It means someone is bankrolling her,” he replied. “And they’re not doing it out of charity.”Sienna tried to keep her breathing steady. “Who?”Damian hesitated. Then he crossed the room and grabbed a tablet from the coffee table. He tapped it a few times before handing it to her.The name that appeared on the screen sent a chill racing down her spine.“Lawrence Vega?” she

The city was quieter at midnight. Strange how a place so alive by day could feel so hollow at night. But Sienna couldn’t focus on the skyline stretching out before her. She could only watch Damian as he adjusted the cuffs of his shirt and slipped on his black jacket like armor.“You don’t have to do this alone,” she said, arms folded tightly across her chest to steady the shaking she didn’t want him to see.He turned to her with that unreadable expression she was beginning to hate. “This isn’t a negotiation. It’s a warning.”She took a step forward. “Then why go?”“Because if I don’t,” Damian said softly, “he’ll come after you. After Julian. He’s making his move now because he thinks I’m vulnerable.”She swallowed hard. “Are you?”His eyes flickered—blue flames in a storm. “Not when it comes to you.”He crossed the room to her, his hands finding her waist, steady and warm. It was the only place he let his guard down these days, and she leaned into it.“I’ll come back,” he promised. “I