Chapter 4 - The Terrifying Order
Claire stopped breathing. The cinematic realism of her pure, unadulterated panic was suffocating.
He didn't just see a random maid's daughter. Looking closely at Sophie, he saw the exact shape of his own eyes. He saw the face of the woman he had loved four years ago, before his violent syndicate life had violently torn them apart.
He already knew exactly who the child was.
Dominic held his three-year-old daughter for exactly five minutes. Then, he gently pulled back, offering Sophie a rare, genuine smile that didn't reach his intense eyes.
"That was a very good hug," Dominic whispered smoothly.
He stood back up, towering over the corridor once again. The terrifying apex predator returned in full force. He looked at his lead bodyguard, his voice dropping into a dark, absolute command.
"Take the child to the kitchen and get her some ice cream," Dominic ordered coldly. He then turned his pitch-black stare directly toward Claire. "Then, bring the maid to my private study."
Claire’s knees nearly buckled.
"No, please," Claire choked out, stepping forward desperately.
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But the guards were already moving. One gently took Sophie's hand and led the happy child toward the kitchen, while two others stepped firmly on either side of Claire, blocking any chance of escape.
👉 Claire thought her secret was perfectly hidden, but the monster she had run from was about to execute a flawless, terrifying trap.
