Chapter 6 - The Extortionist
The warm holiday lighting of the grand hall suddenly felt entirely inadequate for the dark, lethal fury building inside Dominic. He looked at Elena, taking in her exhausted posture and the quiet terror in her eyes. For a year, he had treated her like a machine, completely blind to the agonizing nightmare she was living every single day just to protect her child.
"He waits outside my gates?" Dominic asked, his voice dropping an octave into a register of terrifying, deadly calm.
Elena nodded, tears spilling over her eyelashes. "Yes, sir. He says if I tell the police, he has friends who will make sure I never see Sophie again. That's why I had to leave early last week. He demanded the money an hour early, and I was terrified he would come onto the property."
Dominic didn't say a word. He turned his head and looked out the massive front windows of the mansion.
It was Christmas morning. But through the iron bars of the main gate at the end of the long driveway, Dominic could see a rusty, beat-up sedan idling on the street.
The ex-husband was waiting for his money.
Dominic slowly unbuttoned the cuffs of his white shirt. He turned back to his son, Ethan, who was watching him closely.
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"Ethan," Dominic said softly, placing a large hand on his son's shoulder. "Take Sophie to the kitchen and have the chef make you both some hot chocolate."
👉 What is the dangerous boss about to do to the man waiting outside his gates?
