Billionaire’s Wicked Obsession

Pierce's car sped through the city streets, slicing through the quiet night. Elsie bit her lip, glancing at Pierce, who remained focused on the road, his expression tense and unreadable.

"How long are we going to keep running like this?" Elsie finally asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Pierce didn't respond immediately. His fingers tapped the steering wheel, as if lost in thought. "Until I find out who's behind all this," he said at last. "And until I know you're safe."

Elsie let out a deep sigh. She knew everything had changed since that photo of them was leaked. It wasn't just the rumors at the university—it was something darker. Something that made Pierce more protective than ever.

Suddenly, Pierce's phone vibrated. He grabbed it without taking his eyes off the road and handed it to Elsie. "Answer it."

Hesitating for a moment, Elsie pressed the green button. "Hello?"

The voice on the other end was soft, almost a whisper. "You can't run forever."

A chill ran down Elsie's spine. "Who is this?"

But the line went dead.

Pierce glanced at her. "Who was it?"

Elsie swallowed hard, trying to steady her breathing. "Someone... said we can't run forever."

Pierce's jaw clenched. He pressed harder on the gas, making the car accelerate. "Damn it."

Elsie felt her chest tighten. This was all happening too fast. Too dangerously.

"We need to go somewhere safer," Pierce said firmly. "I won't let them get to you."

Elsie stared at him, her eyes filled with confusion and fear. "Pierce… who are they?"

Pierce was silent for a moment before finally answering, his voice low and cold.

"The ones who want to destroy us."