All Chapters of My billionaire driver : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The zip of the suitcase echoed through the room like a final decision being made. Ariana stood in her room, folding clothes into her designer duffle with robotic precision. Her heart, however, wasn’t in the packing … it was thundering with adrenaline and anticipation.This wasn’t just a getaway. This was war disguised as vacation.Her hand stilled over a pair of sunglasses, and her eyes darted to the framed photo on her nightstand …. the one she once thought held truth. Now? It was nothing but a curated lie.FLASHBACK — THE NIGHT BEFOREThe study was bathed in a dim golden hue, the table littered with papers, Ariana’s laptop open in front of her, casting a blue glow on both their faces. She sat cross-legged on the velvet couch, Liam pacing beside her with one hand in his pocket, the other holding the photo they had discovered.“She looks different now. Older. But those eyes…” Ariana whispered, dragging her cursor across the screen. “She changed her name too. From Elena Morgan to Ellen

Ariana stood in front of Liam’s hotel room door with a mischievous grin and a knuckle raised. It was 7:00 a.m. She could hear soft rustling inside, a sign that he wasn’t quite awake yet.She knocked….. softly at first, then louder. “Liam… open up. We’ve got secrets to chase.”No response.She rolled her eyes and knocked again, this time with the impatience of a woman on a mission. Finally, the door creaked open ….and there he stood.Liam's hair was a tousled mess, eyes hooded with sleep, and his voice still thick with slumber. A deep yawn escaped his lips as he rubbed his jaw with one hand.And damn, those grey joggers should’ve been illegal.The waistband sat low on his hips, the fabric clinging to him in all the right places showing off the faint trail of muscle leading down his V-line like a secret invitation. He blinked at her, confused but undeniably hot.Ariana blinked up at him, momentarily forgetting why she came. “I brought coffee,” she said, lifting two cups like peace off

The hotel room was dim, lit only by the faint glow from a single wall lamp near the bed. Liam sat at the edge of the mattress, the steam from his recent shower still lingering faintly in the air. His damp hair clung slightly to his forehead, his bare chest rising and falling as he stared at the encrypted burner phone in his hand.His thumb hovered over the send button, hesitating.He hated this part. Every time he reported in, it chipped away at whatever was left of his conscience. And tonight, after everything they’d discovered after seeing Ariana cry in his arms he felt it deeper than ever.He took a breath… and pressed send. Encrypted message delivered.Status: Confirmed.The reply came almost instantly, cold and clinical. His chest tightened.He tossed the phone aside and leaned back on the bed, running a hand through his hair with a heavy sigh. He was slipping—falling into something dangerous. Torn between the mission his family had prepared him for… and the girl who was never s

The sun was already setting as Liam returned from checking the road. His brows were furrowed, jaw clenched slightly.“They’re gone,” he said, walking up to Ariana beneath the umbrella.She looked up from her drink, brows lifting. “Gone?”He nodded, eyes still scanning the beach one last time. “The car that was tailing us. They must’ve pulled out… but we can’t be too careful.”“We need to leave now, back to the hotel”He said his hands relaxing on his waist and his brows clenched together…scanning her faceAriana’s shoulders slumped, her lips curving into a pout. “Awwwn. So soon?”“Yeah.” His voice was soft, apologetic. “We can’t risk getting recognized. Besides, it’s getting dark.”She sighed dramatically. “Ugh. Fine.”“Don’t pout like I just took your candy,” Liam said, faking annoyance as he grabbed the bag beside her.“You did,” she shot back, half-laughing as she playfully slapped his chest. “You stole my ocean happiness!”He chuckled, holding a hand to his heart like her words wo

Liam’s knees hit the scorched earth, his hands shaking as ash settled in his hair, his lungs burning with the remnants of the explosion. The ringing in his ears slowly dulled, but Ariana’s scream kept echoing louder than anything else.She was gone.Vanished.Taken.And it was his fault.He stood slowly, eyes darting through the destroyed lab,there was nothing left. Not even enough to piece together the direction they’d gone. But the truth was clear: someone had been waiting. Someone had followed them. And someone had just snatched the most important thing in his life.He couldn’t stay.He couldn’t fall apart.He had to move.Now.By the time Liam emerged from the dense woodland path behind the old lab, dusk was falling fast. His black shirt was torn open, soot coating the side of his face. A bleeding gash ran just above his brow, and his palms were scraped raw.He didn’t head for the hotel straight away.First, he stopped by a rundown clothing store tucked between a row of old shops