Chapter 9 - The Price of Treason
Dante didn't even blink at the gun pointed at his heart. He took one deliberate step forward, his speed blinding as he grabbed Leo’s wrist, twisting the firearm upward while delivering a devastating knee to the traitor's ribs.
The gun clattered to the floor. Leo fell to his knees, gasping for air and clutching his side as blood trickled from his lip.
The secret panel behind the study bookcase swung open. Beatrice stepped out into the room, holding a heavy tactical shotgun she had retrieved from the estate wall armory, with Camila following closely behind her under her protection.
Leo looked up from the floor, his eyes darting between Dante, the armed housekeeper, and the fiancée he thought he had trapped.
"Beatrice...?" Leo gasped, realization crashing over him like a tidal wave. "You... you knew about the walls?"
"My family helped build this estate thirty years before you were hired, Leo," Beatrice said with cold, quiet dignity, holding the shotgun steady on his chest. "You thought you could buy this home with blood, but you never knew its secrets."
Dante stepped forward, pulling a heavy set of steel tactical restraints from a fallen guard's vest. He pinned Leo to the floor, snapping the steel cuffs around his wrists with bone-crushing force.
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"The cartel bank accounts you opened this morning have already been frozen by my bankers in Switzerland," Dante revealed softly into Leo's ear. "By sunrise, every lieutenant who backed your coup will be in chains. You built a kingdom out of dust, brother."
👉 Continue to Part 10 for the emotional final conclusion.
