Chapter 9 - The Federal Delivery
The audio of Elena’s treasonous phone call echoed loudly through the drawing room speakers. "Shoot him, and make sure the kid is dealt with too."
The crystal champagne glass slipped from Elena’s trembling fingers, shattering violently across the polished marble floor. All the color instantly drained from her powdered face, leaving her looking like a terrified ghost.
"Dante... I..." Elena choked out, physically staggering backward in her red silk dress as pure, unadulterated panic completely destroyed her mind.
"Your hit squad is dead, Elena," Dante stated clinically, completely devoid of human mercy. "My men slaughtered them in the hallway five minutes ago. Your entire plan failed."
Elena let out a horrific, high-pitched shriek of pure terror. She spun around, desperately sprinting toward the grand foyer doors, completely abandoning her elegant persona to save her own life.
But the doors violently swung open before she could reach them.
Four massive, heavily armed federal agents marched directly into the drawing room. Dante hadn't called his mafia enforcers to take her away. He had called the FBI.
"Elena Vance," the lead agent barked loudly, aggressively grabbing her wrists. "You are under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder, racketeering, and corporate espionage."
"No! Dante, please!" Elena wailed hysterically as the heavy steel handcuffs snapped loudly around her wrists. "I love you! They forced me to do it!"
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"Get this trash out of my house," Dante commanded coldly, completely turning his back on her.
👉 The agents dragged the screaming woman out, leaving Dante to finally heal the innocent victims of her cruelty.
