Chapter 1 - The Rage in the Foyer
The heavy mahogany front door slammed shut with a deafening crash, sending violent vibrations through the grand luxury mansion foyer.
Above, the massive crystal chandelier swung wildly on its heavy iron chain, casting erratic glimmers across the polished checkered marble floors.
Damon Vosilenko—a mid-forties powerful CEO, towering and stern with dark wavy hair and a razor-sharp jawline—stood near the entrance. He wore a dark tailored three-piece suit, dark tie, dark scarf, and a long dark overcoat draped heavily over his broad shoulders.
"Clear the hall!" Damon roared, his low voice dripping with suppressed, lethal rage.
Terrified servants scattered instantly, fleeing down side corridors like shadows disappearing into the night.
At the bottom of the sweeping marble staircase sat a tiny three-year-old girl in a delicate pink tulle dress, her long wavy light brown hair pulled back with a sweet pink bow.
Damon stood near the doorway, both of his large hands tightly clenched into angry fists, his breathing heavy as a dark tempest consumed his features.
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The little girl stood up without fear, walked calmly across the vast marble floor, and reached up to touch his hand.
👉 Why did an orphan child walk toward the most feared man in the city when everyone else ran for their lives?
