Chapter 1 - The Dark Office
The city skyline at night was a breathtaking expanse of glittering lights, visible through the massive, floor-to-ceiling windows of the luxurious penthouse office. Inside, the room was bathed in dark, moody shadows. The heavy mahogany door was closed, guarded from the outside by two silent men in dark suits.
Sitting behind the massive glass desk was Dante.
In his 40s, incredibly handsome, and wearing a sharp black suit with a gold lapel pin and a fine gold chain, Dante was a man completely used to getting exactly what he wanted. He took a slow, deep drag from a cigarette, exhaling the smoke into the dim lighting.
Laid out perfectly on the pristine glass desk in front of him were four items: a crystal decanter half-filled with expensive scotch, a loaded black handgun, a brief handwritten note, and a solid gold wedding ring.
His wedding ring.
Dante had just taken it off. He had finally made his choice. After five years of marriage to Isabella, he had decided to leave her. He had written the note, outlining his cold, calculated exit, preparing to leave the city tonight with his glamorous mistress, Valentina.
But as Dante reached for the crystal decanter to toast his new freedom, his phone vibrated against the glass desk.
It was a video message. From Isabella.
May you like
Dante scoffed, picking up the phone. He expected a hysterical, weeping plea. Instead, he tapped the screen, and his entire world was violently ripped out from under him.
👉 What terrifying message is Isabella about to deliver through the video?
