Chapter 4 - The Debt of Blood
Vincent doesn't answer right away. He slowly walks into the bathroom, his polished dress shoes stepping lightly around the shattered glass.
His dark eyes ignore Julian entirely, fixing straight onto Lena, who sits bruised on the floor, holding her bandage.
"You're late, Vincent," Lena whispers, tears streaming down her face.
"It took seven minutes, Lena," Vincent replies in a quiet, deadly tone. "I made good time."
Julian’s eyes dart wildly between his wife and the formidable man standing over her. "How do you know her?! She’s just a waitress at a diner! She works minimum wage!"
Vincent reaches inside his inner suit jacket. Julian flinches, nearly falling into the bathtub in absolute horror.
Instead of a weapon, Vincent pulls out a thick, matte-black business card engraved with a gold dragon emblem, tossing it casually onto the marble counter.
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Julian stares at the card, his jaw dropping in disbelief. "The Moretti Royal Crest..."
👉 What secret event happened three months ago that bound Vincent Moretti to Lena forever?
