Chapter 1 - The Screaming Heir
The upscale American restaurant was a breathtaking fortress of elite, untouchable wealth. Massive crystal chandeliers cast a warm, elegant lighting over the flawless white tablecloths and the city’s most powerful billionaires. But tonight, the pristine, sophisticated atmosphere was completely shattered by a sound of sheer, unadulterated distress.
Sitting at the absolute center VIP table was Dominic. He was a terrifyingly powerful man in his thirties, wearing a perfectly tailored dark suit. His crisp white dress shirt was casually unbuttoned at the collar, revealing the dark, intricate edge of a massive chest tattoo that hinted at his ruthless underworld connections.
But all of his money and power were entirely useless right now.
In a luxury stroller beside him, his infant son, Leo, was screaming frantically. The baby, dressed in an expensive blue and white outfit, was thrashing, his tiny face red with absolute agony.
Sitting across from Dominic was his glamorous fiancée, Vanessa. She wasn't comforting the child. She was casually sipping a glass of expensive red wine, rolling her eyes with pure, toxic annoyance at the noise ruining her dinner.
Sophie, a beautiful mid-twenties waitress with her brunette hair styled in a neat updo, watched from the edge of the dining room. Wearing her crisp black and white uniform, her heart physically ached for the crying child. She couldn't take it anymore. She abandoned her silver serving tray and marched directly toward the VIP table.
Instantly, a tall, heavily muscular security guard in a dark suit stepped directly into her path, crossing his arms to form an impenetrable wall.
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"Back up," the guard commanded, his voice a lethal, freezing warning.
👉 Sophie knew she could lose her job and her life, but the agonizing sound of the crying baby forced her to make a dangerous move.
