All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Forbidden Flame : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The safehouse bedroom was dim, lit only by a single bedside lamp that cast a warm golden glow across the room. Outside, the city was a distant hum—alive, chaotic, unaware of the silent war being waged in its veins. But inside these four walls, time felt suspended. The air was thick with unsaid words, unspoken fears, and the pressure of choices that could alter everything.Ava sat on the edge of the bed, knees drawn up slightly, her fingers absently tracing the seam of the blanket. Ethan stood near the door for a long moment, just watching her. Not as the leader of an operation, not as the strategist everyone depended on—just as the man who loved her more than he could ever safely admit.“You’re quiet,” he murmured finally, his voice low and soft.Ava didn’t look up instantly. When she did, her eyes held both exhaustion and fire, the kind of duality only she could carry so gracefully.“I’m thinking,” she said. “About everything. About him. About us. About… what comes next.”Ethan stepp

The safehouse felt colder than it had two days ago. Not physically—Ava had made sure the space heaters were on, warm light filling the corners—but emotionally, like the air itself had absorbed every ounce of fear, every whisper of doubt Kane had planted.Night pressed against the windows, a thick velvet darkness broken only by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Ethan lay reclined against the pillows, still pale, still healing, but awake. Watching. Always watching her with those steady, unreadable eyes.Ava stood near the dresser, arms folded, pretending she wasn’t shaken by the encrypted message Marcus had delivered an hour ago. Pretending she wasn’t replaying Kane’s voice in her head.Ethan’s voice broke the silence first.“Come sit with me,” he murmured gently, but there was no mistaking the command beneath the softness.Ava hesitated. Not because she didn’t want to—but because she wasn’t sure she’d survive the way he looked at her. Quiet, intense, like he knew everything she was af

The night felt too quiet.Evelyn had sensed it since morning — a strange heaviness in the air, like the world was holding its breath. Even Lily noticed it when they left the academy earlier, glancing over her shoulder as if someone was following them. But by afternoon, they both laughed it off and tried to continue with their normal activities.Now, at nearly midnight, Evelyn sat on her bed, staring at the moonlight spilling through her window. She couldn’t sleep. Something inside her refused to rest. A pulse in her chest, slow but insistent — warning her.Lily was asleep on the couch across the room, curled up under a blanket, her breathing soft and steady. Evelyn admired the peace on her face. After everything they had survived — the threats, the betrayals, the revelations — she wanted Lily to have at least one calm night.But tonight would not be calm.A faint sound drifted through the hallway.Tap.Evelyn’s eyes snapped open. She wasn’t sure if it was real or if her mind was playi

The night was thick, almost suffocating, as Evelyn, Lily, and Adrian regrouped in their hidden safehouse. Outside, the city’s lights twinkled innocently, unaware of the deadly games being orchestrated beneath their streets.Adrian paced, tense and silent, his eyes darting to every corner. Evelyn clutched a map spread across the table, marking the relay station they had just neutralized. Her mind was still reeling from Kane’s revelation: Lily was the key, the ultimate target. Every step they took now carried a new, terrifying weight.“He knows we’re coming for him,” Adrian said, breaking the heavy silence. “He’s not just watching — he’s planning. Every move we make, he’s already calculated a counter.”Evelyn’s fingers tightened around the edge of the table. “Then we have to be faster. Smarter. Unpredictable.”Lily’s voice quivered. “Evelyn… I don’t know if I can keep doing this. Every time we think we’re ahead, he—he finds us. He knows things about me… about us… I feel like I’m not eve

The night air felt heavier than usual—thick, almost suffocating, as if the world itself sensed the storm about to break. Evelyn stood near the balcony rail, fingers trembling slightly as she gripped the cold metal. Below her, the city lights flickered like restless fireflies—beautiful, yet distant, unreachable. She exhaled slowly, trying to steady her heartbeat, but the truth she had kept buried for months was clawing its way out.She knew tonight wouldn’t end quietly.Behind her, the slow footsteps she had memorized echoed across the marble floor. Lily. Even without looking back, Evelyn felt the familiar warmth, the energy Lily carried everywhere she walked. But tonight… there was uncertainty in that energy. A shakiness. A question burning to be asked.“Evelyn,” Lily said softly.Her voice—gentle but firm—cut through the air like a blade wrapped in silk. Evelyn closed her eyes for a moment before turning around. Lily stood a few feet away, arms crossed—not in anger, but in fear. The