Chapter 4 - The Secret of the Maid
The heavy thud of boots began echoing up the grand marble staircase outside the bedroom doors. The guards at the gate had indeed been bypassed. The storm outside seemed to rage louder, as if matching the bloody violence about to unfold inside the estate.
Carlo backed toward the doorway, keeping one eye on Bruno and the other on the corridor. "Boss, we have thirty seconds before Moretti’s men reach this floor. We need to fall back to the panic room behind the study."
"There is no time to move the chair," Damian stated calmly. He reached beneath his grey wool blanket, his hand disappearing into the folds of fabric.
Bruno scoffed. "You can't even stand up, Damian! What are you going to do? Shoot them from your lap?"
Hannah leaned down near Damian's ear, her voice dropping into a urgent whisper. "Damian... the key you gave me last week. The one to the wall safe behind the portrait. Should I get it?"
Damian looked at her, surprise flickering in his dark eyes. "You still have it?"
"I kept it hidden in my apron, just like you told me," she nodded, her eyes fierce with loyalty.
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Six months ago, Hannah was just an unemployed orphan struggling to pay her younger brother’s medical bills. When Damian’s former housekeeper hired her, everyone warned her that Don Damian Russo was a cold-blooded monster. But during her late-night shifts, she had seen him discreetly fund children’s hospitals, protect innocent families from street gangs, and bear his paralysis with quiet, dignified endurance. He was not a monster—he was a guardian. And she had secretly sworn to guard him in return.
👉 Read PART 5 to see what weapon was hidden inside Damian's secret wall safe!
