Chapter 7 - The Eviction
With a careless, dismissive flick of his wrist, Dominic tossed the heavy diamond ring directly into the soapy, dirty dishwater in the industrial sink.
"The engagement is over," Dominic commanded, his voice echoing with absolute, unquestionable authority. "The wedding is canceled. And you do not get a single cent of my empire."
Vanessa gasped, tears of pure, unadulterated humiliation springing to her eyes. She looked at the ring sinking into the dirty water, then at the terrifying mafia boss, realizing her gold-digging scheme was completely, permanently destroyed.
"You can't do this to me!" Vanessa shrieked hysterically. "I am a high-society heiress! You are nothing but a broken man in a chair! No one else will ever want you!"
Dominic didn't even blink. He looked at his towering bodyguard standing by the doors.
"Take her designer bags," Dominic ordered coldly, entirely devoid of mercy. "Strip her of the car keys. Throw her out the back service doors into the alley. If she ever steps foot on my property again, handle it permanently."
"No! Wait! Dominic!" Vanessa wailed, thrashing wildly as the massive guard violently grabbed her silk-clad arms.
The guard dragged the screaming, sobbing socialite backward through the kitchen, completely humiliating her. Her desperate cries for mercy faded down the hallway until the heavy steel service doors slammed shut, swallowing her toxic arrogance into the alley forever.
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The threat was neutralized. The parasite was completely banished.
👉 The chaotic kitchen fell silent, leaving Dominic to turn his attention back to the brave young maid.
