Chapter 8 - The Promotion
Claire physically flinched, her heart dropping into her stomach. "Sir? Are... are you firing me?"
"No," Adrian smiled a rare, incredibly handsome smile. "I am promoting you. You are the new Head of Household. You command the staff. You set the schedules. And you will be paid triple what that monster was making."
Claire gasped, her hands flying to her mouth in pure, overwhelming shock. Tears of absolute, unadulterated relief flooded her exhausted eyes. "Mr. Moretti... I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything," Adrian replied smoothly, standing up to his full, towering height. "Just take tomorrow off. Spend Christmas with your daughter."
Adrian pulled a sleek black smartphone from his vest pocket and dialed his Head of Security.
"Wake up the concierge at the flagship toy store downtown," Adrian commanded flawlessly. "I don't care that it's midnight. Tell them to open the doors. I need three massive bags of toys delivered to the estate in the next hour."
Claire openly wept on the marble floor, completely overwhelmed by the breathtaking generosity of the most dangerous man in the city. He wasn't just giving her a job; he was completely securing her entire future.
That night, Adrian didn't go to sleep.
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He stayed up in the grand hallway, personally helping his security team wrap dozens of expensive toys, dolls, and clothes, placing them directly under the massive twelve-foot tree. For the first time since his wife passed away, the heavy, suffocating darkness in Adrian’s heart felt slightly lighter.
👉 The next morning, Lucy woke up to a reality she never could have imagined.
