Forced To The Billionaire
When he reached the list of targe s, his lips pressed into a thin line, and his eyes darkened with a rage I rarely saw him let loose.
“She’s not just playing games,” he muttered, his voice low and lethal. “She’s building a war.”
“And my father’s caught in the crossfire,” I whispered, my throat tight.
Levi’s gaze snapped back to me. “Your father’s not just a pawn in this, Eliana. He’s a target.”
The words hung between us like a guillotine.
Levi’s office was dimly lit, the glow of monitors casting sharp shadows across his face as he pored over the ledger. His team was assembled, their hushed voices tense as they strategized, but Levi was quieter than usual, his focus singular and unyielding.
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