All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE’S OBSESSION : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The next morning was quiet too quiet. The kind of silence that settles after a storm, or before the chaos that’s about to descend. Sienna sat on the edge of the bed, her hands gripping her mother’s old notebook as though it might slip away from her at any moment.The pages inside were yellowed with age, but the words were sharp burning with truths Sienna had never dared to uncover. The journal revealed fragments of conversations, cryptic notes, and warnings her mother had left behind. It was clear now. Sienna’s mother hadn’t died by chance.One line jumped out at her, written hastily and almost as if her mother had feared being interrupted:If anything happens to me, don’t trust Damien’s family. They will bury the truth.Sienna’s breath caught in her throat.She needed answers. She needed to confront Damien. But she also needed to know if Alec’s claims had any shred of truth.She paced the room, wrestling with the heaviness in her chest. How could Damien someone she had given so much

Back in Damien’s penthouse, the silence between them was no longer thick with doubt but with fire. The kind that smolders deep in the bones, dangerous and determined.Sienna stood by the window, the night skyline glittering behind her like a taunting illusion of peace. In her hands, the recorder still felt warm. The sound of her mother’s voice echoed in her head like a phantom she couldn’t shake. The words were etched into her like a scar.Damien poured two glasses of whiskey, the amber liquid swirling as if the glass couldn’t contain its rage. He handed her one, but Sienna didn’t drink.“We have proof,” she said flatly. “Proof that your mother orchestrated everything. My mother’s death. The threats. Maybe even more than we know.”Damien downed his drink in one sharp motion. His voice was rough. “We also have a problem. My mother isn’t someone we can take down easily. The moment she realizes we have this, she’ll strike.”Sienna turned to him, fire blazing in her eyes. “Let her. I’m no

The echo of the closing door rang in Sienna’s ears long after both men had left.The room was still, but her heart wasn’t. Her mind moved in fragments every memory, every kiss, every whispered promise now feeling like pieces of a beautiful lie. The walls that once made her feel safe now seemed to suffocate her, filled with shadows of things she couldn’t unhear.She got up slowly, her limbs heavy, her chest hollow.Walking barefoot across the cold marble floor, she reached the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. Her fingers trembled around the glass, and when she brought it to her lips, she couldn’t even swallow. The taste felt foreign everything did.Her phone buzzed on the countertop.She didn’t want to look, but curiosity pulled her gaze toward it.One new message: Damien.“I’m outside. I’ll wait all night if I have to.”She locked the screen.Then it buzzed again.Noah: “You didn’t deserve any of it. If you want the truth, I’ll tell you everything. No secrets.”A wave of e

The silence between Sienna and Damien was no longer a comforting pause. It was loaded dangerous. It lingered like smoke after a fire, thick with all the things left unsaid. Her back was to him, arms folded tightly against her chest, but she could still feel the tension pulsing from where he stood behind her. “You kissed her,” she finally said, her voice low, raw, almost breaking. “You let her put her hands on you like I never even existed.” Damien exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through his hair. “It wasn’t like that.” She turned, her eyes glistening with a fury he hadn’t seen in a long time. “Then tell me what it was like. Was it a mistake? An accident? Or did it feel good to forget me?” He stepped forward, slowly, like approaching a wounded animal. “I was angry. Confused. I thought you were walking away from us.” “And that gave you permission to run into another woman’s arms?” she snapped, her chest heaving. “You think that’s how love works?” “I didn’t sleep with her,” D

Sienna stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the penthouse, watching the rain drizzle against the glass like silent tears. The city below buzzed with life, but inside the room, everything was still. Too still. The silence between her and Damien had stretched so long, it had become another presence in the room unseen, but suffocating.He was behind her, sitting on the edge of the couch, elbows on his knees, fingers steepled like he was holding together the last pieces of himself. His eyes were fixed on the ground, but his thoughts were somewhere far away. Somewhere darker.Sienna didn’t turn around when she spoke.Why didn’t you tell me about her?Her voice was barely above a whisper, but it sliced through the room like a blade. Damien exhaled, slow and heavy, and ran a hand through his hair.Because I didn’t know how, he said finally. I didn’t want to lose you.Sienna closed her eyes. The pain that had been boiling inside her surged upward. Not just from the revelation of Damien’s p