All Chapters of The Billionaire's secret hair: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Sienna sat at the small desk in the villa’s bedroom, staring at the blank page in front of her. A cup of untouched tea sat beside her, now cold. Her mind should have been focused on work—on rebuilding the career she had sacrificed so much for—but all she could think about was the conversation with Damian last night. *"Do you love me, Damian?"* *"I never stopped."* The words played in her head over and over, unraveling the fragile control she had fought to maintain. A knock on the door startled her. “Come in,” she called, forcing herself to sound composed. The door opened, and Mia stepped in, her expression unreadable. “Damian wants to see you in the study.” Sienna frowned. “Did he say why?” Mia hesitated. “He got a lead. On who’s behind the attack.” Sienna’s pulse quickened. She pushed back her chair and followed Mia through the dimly lit hallway. The villa had been secured since they arrived, but Sienna couldn’t shake the paranoia that lurked in the back of her mind

The night air was crisp as Damian and his team moved like shadows toward the north entrance of Morelli’s compound. The moon hung low, casting long, ominous silhouettes against the stone walls. Mia kept pace beside him, her weapon drawn, eyes sharp. “Thirty seconds until rotation.” Damian’s heartbeat was steady, his focus razor-sharp. The past few days had led to this moment. Morelli had pushed too far—threatening Julian, hurting Sienna. Now, it was time to end it. A distant murmur of voices signaled the guards changing shifts. Damian raised a hand. “Go.” His team moved. Silent. Efficient. They slipped through the small gap in security, pressing against the cool stone as they advanced through the courtyard. No alarms. No signs of detection. Yet. Mia tapped her earpiece. “We’re in.” From their position, they had a clear view of the main house—Morelli’s stronghold. Massive windows overlooked the estate, their glass shimmering under the pale light. “Security’s heavier in

Damian sat at his desk, the glow of his computer screen casting sharp shadows across his face. His jaw was tight, his fingers curled into a fist against the polished wood. The information in front of him was worse than he had expected. Luca Romano wasn’t just a threat—he was preparing to strike. A knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. He knew who it was before she even stepped inside. Sienna. She closed the door softly behind her, her gaze locked onto him. “Tell me the truth,” she said, crossing the room. “I know you’re keeping something from me.” Damian exhaled sharply, leaning back in his chair. “Sienna, it’s complicated.” “No,” she shot back. “It’s simple. Either we’re in this together, or you keep shutting me out and let me walk away.” That hit him harder than he expected. His expression darkened. “You’re not walking away.” “Then tell me what’s going on.” He studied her, the fire in her eyes. She deserved the truth. “Luca Romano wants revenge,” Damian

Sienna’s hands trembled as she gripped her phone, her mind racing through every possible scenario. Luca Romano had just made his move. He knew where she was. He knew about Julian. And if she didn’t act fast, she could lose everything. She forced herself to breathe, to think clearly. Panic wouldn’t help her now. She grabbed the spare phone Damian had given her and dialed. Oliver answered on the second ring. “Sienna?” “There’s been a call.” Her voice was tight. “From one of Luca’s men. He threatened Julian.” A beat of silence. Then Oliver’s voice turned sharp. “What did he say?” “He said I needed to cooperate. That they’d be in touch.” Oliver cursed under his breath. “They’re testing you. Trying to see if you’ll break.” Sienna swallowed the lump in her throat. “Then they don’t know me very well.” She turned to the bedroom, her gaze softening as she watched Julian sleeping peacefully. He had no idea of the war that was closing in around them. And she would never let i

The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow over the bedroom. Sienna stretched beneath the soft sheets, savoring the quiet. It was the first morning in what felt like forever that she woke up without fear pressing against her chest. She turned her head and found Damian still asleep beside her. His dark lashes rested against his cheekbones, his breathing deep and steady. He looked peaceful, a stark contrast to the man who had spent the last few weeks fighting battles in the shadows. Sienna smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. He had barely slept since they returned, his mind always restless. But last night, after everything, he had finally let himself relax in her arms. She slid out of bed carefully, not wanting to wake him. Pulling on one of Damian’s shirts, she padded down the hallway toward Julian’s room. The sight of her son curled up with his stuffed bear made warmth spread through her chest. He looked so peaceful, his tiny f