Semua Bab One Night With Mr. Billionaire : Bab 121 - Bab 127

The roar of Damian's car echoed through the estate as he pulled into the driveway, leaping out before the engine fully shut off. His eyes scanned the perimeter—guards stood in formation, two black vehicles sat abandoned with their doors flung open, and four men lay subdued and zip-tied on the gravel. Some of the guards had followed them under Ron's instructions and captured them Ron rushed to meet him. "They didn't breach the house, but they got close. Maya and the kids followed the panic protocol. She's inside."Damian didn't wait for more. He stormed into the house, boots echoing against the marble floor."Maya!" he called.She appeared at the base of the stairs, visibly shaken but unharmed."You're okay," he muttered, pulling her into a tight embrace. He cupped her face, eyes darting over her to confirm it."I'm fine. I got the kids into the safe room." Her voice was shaky now, the adrenaline fading. "They were scared, but I made sure they got inside."Damian nodded and turned sha

Maya was dragged across the cold, concrete floor, her body sore and bruised from the relentless beatings. Her mouth was gagged, and her wrists and ankles had been bound so tightly she could barely feel her fingers. Blood trickled from her lip, and her eyes—though swollen—still burned with defiance.But even that flicker began to fade when she saw the large, empty glass tank standing in the center of the warehouse. Clear, tall, and sinister in its stillness, it gleamed beneath the hanging bulbs. Wires trailed from a panel beside it, connected to a rusty water valve and timer system.Ace tightened the ropes around her arms, and Lisa gave a cold nod. "Let's see how long love keeps you alive, Maya."Amber walked ahead and unlocked the glass door. "Inside," she cooed with venomous sweetness.They shoved Maya in roughly, her body collapsing against the cold base of the tank. The door slammed shut behind her, the sound echoing like a tomb sealing. A heavy latch locked it tight. Maya lifted h

Six months laterThe courtroom was packed, the air heavy with tension and anticipation. Maya sat between Damian and Amanda, her fingers laced tightly in her lap, nerves held in check only by the steady weight of Damian's hand on hers. Ron sat beside them, his expression unreadable, and next to him was Oliver—his arm draped protectively around Amanda, the glint of the engagement ring on her finger catching the light every so often.All of them had been through hell. But today… today was the beginning of closure.Ace and Amber sat in the defendant's box, clad in orange jumpsuits, wrists shackled. Amber's face had hardened, stripped of the arrogance that once defined her. Ace sat still, jaw locked, gaze forward, as if pretending none of this was real.The judge entered, and everyone rose. Silence fell like a stone.After a long recounting of the crimes—kidnapping, torture, conspiracy, attempted murder—the judge looked toward the two with a stern gaze."For the gravity of your crimes, you