All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE’S OBSESSION : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The days following their intense conversation were both a blur and a nightmare. As Sienna stood beside Damien in the heart of his world, she could feel the storm gathering around them. The peace they had fought so hard to achieve seemed to be slipping through their fingers like sand, and the world they had built together was suddenly fragile, vulnerable to the forces determined to tear it apart.Sienna had never been one to back down from a fight. She had faced obstacles before, both in her personal life and in the turbulent relationship with Damien. But this? This felt different. The danger was no longer distant. It wasn’t just threats from the shadows or whispers of betrayal. It was right in front of them, waiting for them to make a mistake, to falter.Damien had been quieter than usual, his mind clearly preoccupied with the looming battle. He still wore his mask of control, but Sienna could see through it now. She could see the cracks in his armor, the tension in his jaw, the sleep

The car ride back to the penthouse was silent, but the silence wasn’t heavy with anger anymore it was thick with emotions neither of them knew how to express. Sienna sat beside Damien, her hands folded tightly on her lap, her gaze fixed on the passing city lights. He didn’t speak. Neither did she. But both of them felt it the weight of what almost shattered them, and the possibility of something still left to save.When they finally stepped into the apartment, the atmosphere shifted. It was like walking into a battlefield after the smoke had cleared damaged, but not entirely destroyed. Damien moved toward the kitchen, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and stared out the window like the answers to their problems were written in the night sky.Sienna stood by the door, unsure of what to say. She wanted to run to him, to fall into his arms and beg for forgiveness, but she didn’t know if she had the right anymore. Not after everything.“You were at my father’s house,” he said without tur

The moment Sienna stepped into the hotel ballroom, her breath caught.Lights danced above like stars trapped in crystal. Gold accents shimmered off marble floors, and the gentle hum of violins filled the air. Photographers flitted like bees, flashes erupting as high-profile guests posed in front of the branded backdrops. Every head turned when she arrived not because of the designer dress hugging her figure, but because she walked in on the arm of Damien Black.His hand was secure around her waist, his presence powerful and unshakable beside her. Tonight wasn’t just about business. It was personal. And Sienna knew it.“Smile,” Damien murmured close to her ear, his breath warm. “They’re watching.”She tilted her head slightly and offered a practiced smile, heart hammering. She wasn’t just the girl from the wrong side of town anymore. Tonight, she was the woman standing beside one of the most dangerous and desirable billionaires in New York.They moved through the crowd like royalty. Wh

The moment Helena disappeared into the crowd, the atmosphere shifted. The music no longer sounded elegant it felt distant, like background noise in a storm that had just begun to brew. Sienna leaned back against the balcony railing, trying to catch her breath. Her heart was racing, not just from Helena’s warning, but from the sudden realization that she was no longer just a guest in Damien’s life she was now a target.“You didn’t have to defend me like that,” she said quietly, though her chest warmed at how fiercely Damien had stood up for her.“Yes, I did,” Damien said, still staring in the direction Helena had vanished. “This world it’s filled with people who smile at your face while calculating your downfall. You don’t owe them politeness, Sienna. You owe yourself protection.”Sienna reached for his hand. “Then protect me… but don’t shut me out.”Damien looked at her, something raw flickering in his eyes. “That’s what I’m most afraid of. That to protect you, I’ll have to shut down

Sienna stood at the far end of the hotel suite, staring out through the glass wall that overlooked the city skyline. The lights twinkled like a thousand little lies beautiful, distant, and cold. Behind her, silence pressed heavily against the room, broken only by the soft hum of the air conditioner and the erratic thud of her own heart.She didn’t need to turn around to know he was there.She could feel him.His presence always arrived like a storm quiet at first, then loud enough to consume everything.Damien had barely shut the door when he stopped, watching her from across the room. Her back was turned, her body still wrapped in the silk robe he had seen her wear that morning. But everything about her felt different now. Tighter. Guarded.He took a careful step forward. "You left without a word," he said, his voice low but clear.Sienna didn’t answer. Her fingers clenched around the edge of the glass table, her knuckles white."I woke up and you were gone." Another step. "No note