Semua Bab The Billionaire's secret hair: Bab 31 - Bab 40

The morning sun streamed through the wide windows, golden and warm, but Sienna felt none of its comfort. She sat at the breakfast nook of Damian’s penthouse, watching Julian spoon cereal into his mouth while humming softly to himself. His innocence was disarming. In this moment, he was just a boy enjoying his breakfast, completely unaware of the tangled emotions threading the air between his parents.Damian sat across the room, phone pressed to his ear, voice low and clipped. Sienna couldn’t make out the words, but his expression was unreadable—mask firmly in place. Business as usual. But after last night, she knew something had shifted.Ava. Her name alone left a bitter taste in Sienna’s mouth.“You okay, Mama?” Julian’s soft voice pulled her back.She smiled at him, though it took effort. “I’m fine, sweetheart. Eat up.”He nodded happily, swinging his legs under the chair as he focused on his cereal again.Damian ended his call, slipping the phone into his pocket as he approached th

Sienna barely slept that night. Every creak of the wooden cabin sounded like a threat. Every gust of wind scraping against the windows made her heart race. She sat in the living room with a blanket draped over her shoulders, staring at the fireplace long after the flames had died down.Morning sunlight filtered through the tall windows, but it did little to warm her nerves.Julian was up early, his energy boundless. He tugged at her hand as she sat sipping coffee, her mind still replaying last night’s news leak.“Mommy, can we go outside again?” he asked, wide-eyed and hopeful.She forced a smile. “Just for a little while, baby.”Cole was already posted at the back door when they stepped out. His sharp gaze swept the perimeter. He gave her a short nod—everything seemed clear. For now.Julian ran toward the clearing again, plopping down in the tall grass, collecting more wildflowers. His humming drifted back to Sienna, a sweet, familiar sound that calmed her, if only briefly.She stood

The black card with its ominous message lay heavy in Sienna’s trembling hands. "You can’t protect them forever."The weight of those words settled in her chest, suffocating. She forced herself to take a breath as Damian’s hand closed firmly over hers, steadying her.“We need to get you and Julian out of here,” he said quietly, but there was a dangerous edge beneath his calm.“Where?” she whispered. “They found us here. What’s stopping them from finding us again?”Damian’s jaw clenched, the muscle ticking in frustration. “We go off the grid. Completely.”Harris stepped forward, his expression grim. “There’s a safe house in Northern Italy. Remote. Secure.”Sienna shook her head, her pulse pounding in her ears. “Running won’t fix this.”“It’ll keep Julian safe,” Damian snapped, his voice sharp. “And that’s the only thing that matters.”She flinched but didn’t argue. He was right. Julian’s safety came first.“I’ll pack,” she said quietly.Damian nodded once, then turned back to Harris.

The sharp crack of a gunshot echoed in Sienna's ears, followed by Damian’s weight crashing into her, knocking the air from her lungs. She hit the ground hard, Julian tucked tightly against her chest, his small arms clinging to her neck.“Stay down!” Damian barked, shielding them with his body.She could barely think, adrenaline pumping through her veins, her pulse pounding in her ears. Another shot rang out, splintering the stone pillar inches from where she lay.Damian rolled to the side and fired back. Two quick shots. A grunt. Then silence.Sienna’s breath came in ragged gasps. Julian was crying softly against her chest, and she whispered into his ear, “It’s okay. I’ve got you. I’m here.”Damian pushed himself up, scanning the shadows with ruthless efficiency. Harris and two guards stormed past them, weapons raised.“We’re clear!” one of them shouted a minute later.Damian turned back, his face pale but tight with control. He reached for Sienna and Julian, his hand shaking slight

The house was quiet. Too quiet.Sienna stood in the doorway of Julian’s room, watching him sleep. His small hand was curled around the stuffed bear Damian had given him that afternoon. He looked peaceful now, as if the fear and uncertainty of the past few weeks had finally lifted.She wished she could say the same for herself.“You should try to sleep too.”Damian’s voice broke the silence behind her. She turned to see him leaning against the doorframe, his tie loose, the first few buttons of his shirt undone. He looked tired, but there was something softer in his expression. Something she hadn’t seen in a long time.“I can’t,” she admitted quietly. “It’s like my body forgot how.”He gave a faint nod, pushing off the frame and stepping closer. “I know the feeling.”For a moment, neither of them spoke. The silence stretched, heavy with words unspoken. Sienna finally tore her gaze from Julian and walked past Damian into the hallway. He followed.They ended up in the sitting room, where