Chapter 9 - The Billionaire's Vow
The chaotic, toxic energy was completely dragged out of the luxurious ballroom.
Dominic immediately turned his attention back to Norah. She was still leaning heavily against the doorframe, her face pale, completely overwhelmed by the explosive corporate slaughter she had just witnessed.
Dominic didn't care about the gala anymore. He didn't care about the wealthy investors staring at them.
He stepped forward and, with absolute, breathtaking gentleness, he scooped Norah up into his strong arms.
Norah gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck as he effortlessly lifted her off her injured ankle.
"Mr. Moretti, what are you doing?" Norah whispered, her cheeks flushing a deep, beautiful red. "The board members are watching."
"Let them watch," Dominic replied softly, looking deeply into her expressive eyes. "You saved my mother’s life today, Norah. You are never walking on an injured ankle again. And you are certainly never taking orders from a man like Gregory again."
He carried her directly out of the grand ballroom, leaving his stunned executives completely speechless.
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He didn't take her to a taxi. He carried her to his private, heavily armored SUV waiting at the curb, ensuring she was taken to the best private trauma center in the city, demanding that the top orthopedic surgeons in the state personally attend to her injuries.
👉 Dominic stayed by her hospital bed all night, preparing to give her the absolute, perfect justice she deserved.
