Chapter 3 - Lockdown at Grandeur
Victor stood up slowly, dabbing his lip with a silk handkerchief. The cold aura radiating from him made the surrounding guards hold their breath.
"Dmitri, let her go," Victor commanded softly. "Seal all the doors. Nobody leaves this ballroom."
Dmitri released Lena immediately. Security personnel clad in black suits moved with military speed, slamming the heavy mahogany entrance doors shut and locking the brass latches. Panic rippled through the elite crowd as guests realized they were trapped inside with the city's most dangerous man.
Clara clutched Victor’s arm with trembling hands. "Victor... what is happening? Who would do something like this?"
Victor gently removed Clara's hand from his sleeve, his eyes scanning the crowd with terrifying calculation before settling on Lena. He stepped close to the young maid, looking down at her reddened fist with intense authority.
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"You saved my life tonight," Victor said in a quiet, decisive voice. "Name your price."
👉 Keep reading to find out why Lena was watching the drinks so closely.
