Chapter 10 - The Traitor's Move
Adrian stepped closer to Dante, his eyes cold as ice. He reached out and grabbed Dante's left wrist, pulling back his suit cuff.
A small drop of brownish residue was smeared against the white silk lining of Dante's sleeve—the exact same color as the deadly nightshade extract inside the amber vial.
"You've been working with the rival syndicate in Chicago, haven't you, Dante?" Adrian said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "You thought if I died tonight, you would step up and take control of the family."
Dante realized there was no escape. His face twisted into a snarl of pure rage.
He whipped out his concealed pistol, aiming it straight at Adrian's head. "I built half this empire! You didn't deserve it anyway!"
BANG!
Before Dante could pull the trigger, Adrian slammed his forearm into Dante's wrist, knocking the gun upward as the shot shattered the crystal chandelier above, showering glass across the floor.
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Titan lunged forward like a black streak, his heavy jaws clamping hard around Dante's arm, slamming the traitor to the marble floor with overwhelming force.
👉 What did Adrian order his men to do with the traitor who tried to frame an innocent mother?
