Chapter 5 - The Poisoned Bottle
"Dominic, she is a deranged servant!" Vanessa panicked, her voice cracking into a high-pitched, desperate squeal as she saw the dark, lethal suspicion brewing in his eyes. "She probably pinched him to make him stop crying! She is dangerous!"
"He stopped crying because you put him in a synthetic polyester outfit that is giving him a severe allergic reaction," Sophie stated clinically, her voice shaking with pure, maternal rage. "He is burning up. And he’s starving."
Vanessa’s face went completely pale. She snatched a luxury baby bottle from her designer handbag and aggressively shoved it toward the stroller.
"He isn't starving! I brought his formula!" Vanessa snapped, her hands trembling violently as she tried to force the bottle into the baby's mouth to prove she was a good mother.
But Sophie’s sharp eyes caught a distinct, chalky white residue lingering at the bottom of the expensive bottle.
Without hesitating for a single microsecond, Sophie lunged forward and violently swatted the bottle out of Vanessa’s hands. The heavy plastic crashed against the polished hardwood floor, spilling the thick liquid everywhere.
"Are you insane?!" Vanessa screamed, pointing an aggressive finger at the waitress. "Dominic, kill her! She just attacked me!"
Dominic didn't draw a weapon. He didn't call for his executioners. He slowly crouched down on the floor, perfectly ignoring his tailored dark suit. He dipped his finger into the spilled formula and brought it to his nose.
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The sharp, distinct chemical smell of a heavy, prescription-grade liquid sedative filled his senses.
👉 Dominic stood up, and the terrifying, untouchable mafia boss inside him was completely and violently unleashed.
