Chapter 8 - Stripped of Everything
Dr. Vaughn struggled violently as the federal marshals dragged him down the stage steps in front of the very high-society peers he had spent decades trying to impress.
"Dominic! Please!" Dr. Vaughn begged, tears finally ruining his arrogant face as he looked back at the Mafia boss. "Call off your lawyers! I will give back every cent! I will leave the state! Just don't let them take my medical license!"
Dominic stood beside Ava at the front of the stage, looking down at the disgraced surgeon with cold, unyielding indifference.
"You didn't care about mercy when you bruised an innocent woman, Adrian," Dominic stated, his voice echoing with absolute judgment. "You don't get to ask for it now."
The news reporters rushed forward, their microphones shoved into Dr. Vaughn’s face as he was led out into the rainy Chicago night, his career, reputation, and freedom completely destroyed in a single evening.
By midnight, federal prosecutors seized all of Dr. Vaughn’s private accounts, his medical license was permanently revoked by the state board, and he was remanded to a high-security holding facility facing up to twenty-five years in federal prison without bail.
Inside the quiet penthouse suite above, the storm outside had settled into a gentle rain against the glass windows.
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Ava stood near the large window, looking out at the city lights, feeling the suffocating weight of fear finally lift off her chest.
👉 Read Part 9 to see the emotional moment between Dominic and Ava.
