Chapter 4 - The Threat in the Shadows
Dominic let out a low, breathy chuckle, entirely disarmed by the toddler's sheer innocence. For the first time in a decade, a genuine, warm smile touched his harsh features.
But as he looked past Rosie, his dark eyes locked onto Elena trembling in the doorway.
The warmth in Dominic’s face vanished. His natural micro-expressions shifted back to the cold, calculating observation of a syndicate boss. He noticed how violently the young maid was shaking. He noticed the dark bruises blooming on her wrists, barely concealed by the sleeves of her tan uniform.
Dominic slowly pushed himself up in the leather armchair, keeping the heavy blanket draped over his shoulders.
"Elena," Dominic commanded, his voice dropping into a register of quiet, terrifying authority. "Come here."
Elena swallowed hard, her legs feeling like lead as she walked slowly into the sitting room. She stepped protectively behind Rosie, placing her hands on her daughter’s small shoulders, bracing herself for whatever punishment was coming.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Valente," Elena stammered, her voice cracking with pure terror. "I tried to stop her. It will never happen again."
Dominic didn't look angry. He looked entirely focused.
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"Who did that to your wrists?" Dominic asked coldly.
👉 What terrifying truth is the young maid desperately trying to hide from her boss?
