Chapter 9 - The Ultimatum
"Please," the ex-husband choked out, absolute panic washing over him as Dominic’s grip tightened. "I didn't know! I swear!"
"You're going to get in that pathetic car," Dominic ordered, his voice vibrating with lethal authority. "And you are going to drive until you hit the state line. If I ever see your face in this city again, if you ever contact Elena, if you ever even look in the direction of that little girl, I won't just break your legs. I will bury you under the foundation of my next high-rise."
Dominic violently threw the man backward. The ex-husband crashed hard into the side of his rusty sedan, sliding down into the freezing snow, gasping for air and weeping in terror.
He didn't hesitate. The man scrambled to his feet, threw himself into the driver's seat, and peeled out down the street, his tires slipping wildly on the ice. He would never, ever return to Chicago.
Dominic watched the taillights disappear. He adjusted the cuffs of his white shirt, breathing in the cold winter air. The threat was completely neutralized.
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He turned around and walked slowly back up the long driveway toward the warm, brightly lit mansion, realizing that true power wasn't about terrorizing his employees; it was about protecting the people under his roof.
👉 How will Dominic make things right for Elena and Sophie on Christmas morning?
