Semua Bab THE BILLIONAIRE’S OBSESSION : Bab 51 - Bab 60

The air was thick with gunfire, the sharp scent of gunpowder burning Sienna’s nostrils. She barely had time to process what she’d done. The man she shot lay motionless a few feet away, his body crumpled in an unnatural position. Her hands shook slightly, but she couldn’t stop. Not now. Damien’s voice cut through the chaos. “Stay low. Move when I say.” She nodded, swallowing hard. There was no room for hesitation. Reese took down another man, his shots precise and merciless. But more of Moretti’s men kept flooding in. “We’re outnumbered,” Reese growled. Damien’s expression remained unreadable. “They think that matters?” Then he moved. Like a shadow, he slipped out of cover, firing with deadly accuracy. Each shot landed with brutal efficiency. Moretti’s men dropped one by one. Sienna forced herself to focus. She wasn’t just here to watch. She spotted a man creeping around the side, aiming for Damien’s back. Her pulse slammed against her ribs. Without thinking, sh

Sienna paced the length of the safe house, her thoughts spiraling. Moretti was dead. She had pulled the trigger. She had ended him. But now, his brother, Luca Moretti, was coming for them. It felt like a cruel twist of fate just when she thought they had won, another shadow rose in the distance, promising more bloodshed. Damien sat in the chair near the window, his fingers drumming against the armrest. He was healing, but not fast enough. The wound in his side still slowed him, though he refused to acknowledge it. Reese stood near the door, arms crossed. His expression was tight. “Luca isn’t like his brother. If Moretti was ruthless, Luca is calculated. He doesn’t just kill he makes people suffer first.” Sienna swallowed hard. “Then we can’t let him get the chance.” Damien’s gaze flicked to her. “You’re ready for this?” She met his stare, refusing to waver. “I have to be.” A ghost of a smirk touched his lips, but it was devoid of amusement. “Then we move first.” **Lu

The room was thick with tension as the plan took shape. They weren’t just defending themselves anymore they were going on the offensive. Sienna leaned against the edge of the table, arms crossed as she studied the image of Sofia Ricci. The woman was striking, with delicate features and an air of quiet elegance, but her expression in the photo was what caught Sienna’s attention. She didn’t look like a woman in love. She looked like a woman trapped. “She doesn’t seem like the type to get tangled in a man like Luca Moretti,” Sienna murmured, more to herself than to anyone else. Reese nodded. “From what I’ve gathered, she’s the daughter of a wealthy Italian family. Luca’s engagement to her was meant to strengthen alliances, not built on love.” Damien smirked. “That makes things interesting.” Sienna frowned. “How do we even use her against him? Kidnapping her is out of the question.” Damien’s gaze locked onto hers. “We don’t need to take her. We just need to make Luca believe

The air outside the nightclub was thick with tension as Sienna and Damien disappeared into the night, leaving Marco DeLuca behind, battered and bleeding. Their message had been delivered. Now, all they had to do was wait for Luca to respond. Reese’s voice crackled through Sienna’s earpiece. “You guys are insane, you know that?” Damien smirked, tucking his gun back into his jacket. “We like to think of it as strategic.” Reese let out a sigh. “Strategic or suicidal, Luca’s definitely going to retaliate. You just embarrassed one of his top men. He won’t let that slide.” Sienna’s lips curved into a smirk. “That’s exactly what we’re counting on.” **A Storm Brewing** Back at the safe house, the energy was electric. Every screen in Reese’s workspace was filled with data security footage, intercepted calls, Luca’s known hideouts. “He’s on the move,” Reese said, eyes scanning the updates. “Marco must’ve reported back because Luca just called in reinforcements. He’s bringing in

The weight of war settled over them like a thick fog. Luca wasn’t just playing offense anymore he was coming for blood. Every move he made was a calculated attempt to strip away their defenses, to back them into a corner where he could deliver the final blow. But he had underestimated them. Sienna and Damien had spent too long clawing their way through fire to let a man like Luca take them down. Reese’s voice cut through the tension in the room. “We have movement.” Damien and Sienna turned as Reese pointed at the screen. “Luca’s splitting his forces,” Reese continued. “Some of his men are hunting for you, some are securing his estate, but the rest? They’re at your penthouse.” Sienna’s stomach twisted. Their penthouse. The place that had been theirs where plans were made, where they had spent stolen moments in the quiet between storms. Now, it was occupied by the enemy. “He’s waiting for us,” Sienna murmured. Damien exhaled, his expression unreadable. “Then we give hi