Chapter 4 - The Dead Silence
Dante sat in stunned, suffocating silence in his dark office. The cigarette burned down to the filter between his fingers, but he didn't feel the heat. He couldn't breathe.
The weight of her words crushed the air out of his lungs. You did.
He looked down at the gold wedding ring sitting on the glass desk next to his handwritten note. It suddenly looked like a cheap, disgusting piece of metal. He had been completely played. Valentina had manipulated him into destroying the only true, loyal thing he had ever had in his violent life.
Dante aggressively stubbed the cigarette out in a crystal ashtray. He grabbed his phone, his hands shaking violently, and dialed Isabella’s private number.
“The number you have reached has been disconnected.”
Dante slammed his fist onto the glass desk so hard the crystal decanter rattled. He leaped out of his leather chair and burst through the heavy mahogany door.
The two guards in the hallway jumped, startled by the sudden, explosive violence from their usually composed boss.
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"Get the cars ready!" Dante roared, adjusting his sharp black suit. "We are going to the estate! Now!"
👉 What is Dante going to find when he finally arrives at the massive family estate?
