Chapter 4 - The First Breath of Life
At 4:15 AM, after hours of grueling, intense labor, the quiet atmosphere of the delivery room was broken by a sharp, healthy infant cry.
"It's a healthy baby girl, Victoria!" the lead surgeon announced, gently wiping the newborn and placing her directly onto Victoria’s warm chest.
Tears of immense relief flooded Victoria’s eyes as she cradled her daughter, her small fingers wrapping around the baby’s pink blanket. "You're safe, my sweet Maya... you're safe with Mommy."
Outside the room, Dante stood motionless by the window. For a man who had spent his life in the cold, ruthless world of syndicate power, the sound of the newborn's first cry struck a deep, forgotten chord inside his chest.
He knocked softly on the glass door and stepped inside, holding a small velvet box in his palm.
Victoria looked up, her expression guarded but no longer hostile. "Did you find him?"
"My men are tracking his plane," Dante said quietly, walking over to the side of her bed. He placed the velvet box on the bedside table. Inside was a delicate gold heirloom bracelet engraved with a protective falcon emblem. "This belongs to your daughter. In my family, we protect infants born under our roof."
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Victoria looked from the gold bracelet to Dante's steady blue eyes. "Why are you being kind to me, Dante? You're supposed to be my enemy."
👉 Read PART 5 to see what happened when the federal authorities raided the hospital floor!
