All Chapters of The billionaire's dark contract: Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

The inside of Damien Blackwood’s car smelled like leather, rain, and danger.Amara sat stiffly beside the tinted window while the city blurred past outside in streaks of gold and silver light. Across from her, Damien remained silent, one hand resting loosely against the armrest as if he hadn’t just dragged a stranger into the center of her own panic.Sienna’s horrified face still lingered in Amara’s mind.Do not go anywhere with this man.Too late now.The car was already moving.Elias Kane sat in the front passenger seat, broad shoulders rigid beneath a black suit. He hadn’t spoken once since Amara entered the vehicle, but she could feel his awareness constantly.Watching.Measuring.Like security cameras disguised as a person.Finally, Amara broke the silence.“How do you know about my brother?”Damien didn’t look at her.“I told you already,” he said calmly. “I know many things.”“That isn’t an answer.”His gaze shifted toward her then.Sharp grey eyes.Cool and unreadable.“It’s t

Rain hammered against the glass walls of the Grand Victoria Hotel, turning the city outside into a blur of silver lights and shadows.Inside, everything glittered.Crystal chandeliers.Expensive laughter.Champagne flowing like water.Amara Bennett balanced a tray of wine glasses against one palm while weaving carefully through a crowd of wealthy guests dressed in diamonds and arrogance. Her feet ached in her heels, her lower back burned from the double shift, and her phone kept vibrating inside her apron pocket with hospital payment reminders she could no longer afford to ignore.“Table twelve needs another bottle,” her manager snapped while rushing past her. “And smile, Amara. These people are paying more for one dinner than your yearly salary.”Amara forced a polite expression onto her face.Luxury always smelled strange to her.Too clean.Too cold.Like nobody inside these expensive rooms had ever cried over unpaid bills or skipped meals so someone else could eat.A man brushed pa

“What files?”Amara’s voice barely sounded human anymore.The office remained frozen in silence while Elias handed Damien a phone.A distorted recording played softly through the speaker.Static crackled.Then a man’s voice spoke:> “Tick-tock, Blackwood.”“You spent years hunting ghosts.”“Now let’s see how many people die for your obsession.”The recording ended.Silence crashed down immediately afterward.Amara felt cold all over.Damien’s face became unreadable.Which terrified her more than anger.“What files are they talking about?” she whispered again.Slowly, Damien looked toward the investigation wall.“The evidence I’ve collected against Moretti.”Understanding hit instantly.The photographs. The missing girls. The surveillance.Everything.“They want you to give up the investigation.”“Yes.”“And if you don’t…”Nobody answered.Because nobody needed to.Sienna covered her mouth quietly.Elias stepped closer toward Damien.“We should move Miss Bennett immediately.”“No,” Ama