Chapter 7 - The Strike Team
"Dante, please!" Bianca sobbed violently, dropping completely to her knees on the polished marble floor. Her gold silk dress wrinkled as she desperately begged for her life. "They forced me to do it! They threatened my family! I didn't want you to die! I swear to God!"
"You're a parasite," Dante stated clinically, entirely devoid of human mercy.
The heavy, aggressive sound of tactical boots violently echoed against the stone courtyard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The rival syndicate's elite strike team had arrived, fully expecting to easily breach the compromised mansion and execute Dante in cold blood.
Bianca looked desperately toward the massive windows, entirely hoping the Russian assassins would burst in and save her from Dante's wrath.
"They're coming for you!" Bianca shrieked hysterically. "You're completely surrounded! If you don't let me go, they will burn this entire estate to the ground!"
Dante didn't flinch. He didn't look terrified of the massive tactical threat. He looked like a highly calculating, completely untouchable titan who was entirely ten steps ahead.
"They aren't coming to save you, Bianca," Dante replied smoothly, completely dominating the massive room.
He tapped his own encrypted smartphone, seamlessly connecting to the mansion's external security feed. He turned the phone around, forcing the weeping traitor to look at the high-definition video.
The security cameras clearly showed the rival strike team aggressively approaching the front gates. But they were instantly, violently ambushed. Dozens of Dante's elite, heavily armed enforcers stepped directly out of the shadows, completely surrounding the Russian assassins with heavy tactical weapons.
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Bianca’s jaw literally unhinged. All the color violently drained from her flawless face.
👉 Bianca realized Dante had completely outsmarted the ambush, and her fate was irreversibly sealed.
