The Billionaire's Secret vow

ssenger seat, gun drawn. Elena sat in the back, her body trembling from the near-death experience. The explosion, the gunshots-it all played on repeat in her mind. Damian glanced at her in the re

back at their attackers. "Liam!" Damian shouted. "Where's our backup?" No response. Then-a single gunshot. Silence. A slow, chilling realization crept over Elena. Liam wasn't answering because he was already dead. "Damian," she whispered. "It's a trap." His eyes locked onto hers, sharp and knowing. "I know." A dark figure emerged from the shadows, a pistol aimed directly at Elena's head. "Hello again, princess." Elena's breath caught in her throat. Giorgio Rico. The Past Always Catches Up Ricci smiled like a predator. His eyes gleamed with amusement. "You didn't think I'd let you go that easily, did you?" Damian raised his gun. "You have five seconds to let her go." Ricci smirked. "You won't shoot me. Not with my men surrounding the house." Elena's stomach twisted. How had he gotten to them so fast? Ricci tilted his head. "Tell him, Elena." Damian's gaze flickered to her. "Tell me what?" Her hands trembled. "I-" Ricci chuckled. "She didn't run away from you, Lancaster. She ran from me." Damian's expression