Chapter 1 - The Scissors at His Chest
The grand luxury American mansion entrance was a cinematic display of extreme wealth and highly guarded security. Bright daylight poured through massive glass doors, illuminating polished marble floors and an elegant, sweeping staircase. It was an impenetrable fortress belonging to Marco Duca, the city’s most feared and ruthlessly powerful mafia boss.
But right in the center of the foyer, the impenetrable security had violently collapsed into chaos.
Elena, a twenty-something single mother with messy brown hair, was wearing a cheap, blue short-sleeved clinic uniform. She wasn't a highly trained assassin. She was a contracted at-home nurse, hired to check Marco’s blood pressure.
But right now, Elena wasn't checking his vitals.
She was standing toe-to-toe with the terrifying mafia king, raising a pair of sharp, heavy stainless-steel medical scissors directly to his chest.
"Don't move," Elena whispered, her voice trembling violently but ringing with absolute, desperate urgency.
Marco, a fiercely handsome man in his forties wearing a tailored black suit, completely froze. His dark eyes widened in genuine, breath-stealing shock. He wasn't just shocked by the weapon; he was struggling to breathe, clutching his own chest as a sudden, sharp pain radiated through his ribs.
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"Put those scissors down," Marco warned, his voice breathless but dripping with lethal, dangerous authority.
👉 What terrifying, coordinated response will the mafia guards have?
