Chapter 3 - The Secret Vault
To understand the absolute, volcanic rage building inside Dominic, one had to know the terrifying stakes of his upcoming wedding.
Dominic had proposed to Chloe six months ago. She played the role of the loyal, submissive socialite flawlessly. She had moved into his heavily fortified estate, gaining unrestricted access to the mansion's private wings. But Dominic’s primary business wasn't just gambling and shipping; it was information. Deep beneath the old carriage house was a highly classified, biometric vault containing the encrypted ledgers for his entire Chicago empire.
Elena didn't shrink back from his terrifying glare.
"I was collecting the laundry from the guest quarters last night," Elena whispered quickly, ensuring the surrounding guests couldn't hear. "I saw Miss Chloe slipping out the back door at exactly 9:14. I followed her. She didn't go into the carriage house for a romantic affair, sir."
Dominic’s dark eyes narrowed dangerously. "Go on."
"She met a man in a grey suit," Elena revealed, her voice steady and resolute. "He handed her a small, black decryption drive. She told him that she finally memorized the sequence to the biometric vault, and that she would download the ledgers tonight during the gala while you were distracted."
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The cinematic realism of the moment was heavy and agonizing. Chloe wasn't a cheating fiancée. She was a corporate spy, a rat planted by a rival cartel to dismantle his entire empire from the inside out.
👉 Dominic slowly turned his head to look at his smiling fiancé, and the executioner prepared to lay a flawless, lethal trap.
