Chapter 6 - The Burner Phone
"I don't know what you're talking about, Dante," Bianca chuckled nervously, her elegant facade actively crumbling as she saw the pure, unadulterated fury in his dark eyes.
Dante didn't argue. He moved with the crushing, undeniable speed of a true apex predator. He violently grabbed Bianca by the arm, forcefully spinning her around and slamming her aggressively against the dark mahogany dining table.
"Get your filthy hands off me!" Bianca shrieked wildly, completely abandoning her sophisticated persona. She looked like a feral, cornered animal.
Dante aggressively reached his hand directly into the small designer clutch resting on the table. He didn't pull out lipstick or a mirror. He pulled out a heavy, encrypted black burner phone.
"No!" Bianca wailed hysterically, violently thrashing her arms as her entire multi-million-dollar treason completely collapsed into dust.
Dante forcefully pressed her thumb against the biometric scanner, instantly unlocking the encrypted device. The cinematic realism of the terrifying revelation completely electrified the room.
Displayed perfectly on the glowing screen was a massive, highly classified text thread with the supreme leader of the rival Russian syndicate. Bianca had actively, maliciously sent them the complete security schematics of Dante's mansion. She had given them the exact passcodes to the biometric gates.
The final text message, sent exactly ten minutes ago, sealed her absolute destruction: The cameras are disabled. Send the strike team now. Execute him in the dining room.
Bianca physically stopped breathing. The warm chandelier lighting suddenly felt incredibly freezing.
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"You didn't just sell my shipments," Dante whispered coldly, his deep voice carrying a freezing, lethal frequency. "You sold my life."
👉 Heavy, tactical boots aggressively shattered the quiet night outside the mansion, instantly signaling the arrival of the strike team.
