Chapter 8 - The Contract Offered
"Miss Ellis," Lorenzo began, his tone holding a profound respect that no employee in his empire had ever received. "Where did you learn to spot dual-chamber bottle caps?"
Maya offered a small, sad smile. "My father was a chief research chemist for a pharmaceutical firm. Before he passed, he taught me that danger rarely looks like danger—it usually disguises itself as something routine."
Lorenzo nodded slowly, absorbing her words. He looked around the vast, empty penthouse—a place filled with luxury, guards, and surveillance cameras, yet completely devoid of genuine safety until she had walked through the door.
"The medical agency you work for," Lorenzo stated, "how much do they pay you annually?"
"Forty-five thousand dollars a year," Maya replied honestly.
"Starting tonight," Lorenzo declared, stepping closer, "I am appointing you as the Head of Pediatric Security and Household Health for the Bellaro estate. Your salary will be three hundred thousand dollars, with full legal protection from my family's firm."
Maya looked at him in surprise, her blue eyes widening slightly. "Mr. Bellaro... I'm just a nurse."
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"You are the only person in this city who protected my son when everyone else was selling him out," Lorenzo corrected softly.
👉 Read Part 9 to see how the penthouse transformed over the following months.
