Chapter 10 - The Yellow Dress
Dante looked at the terrified mother in the maid's uniform, then looked directly at Sophie. The cinematic realism of his profound, overwhelming gratitude completely melted the hardened mafia boss facade.
"You are the bravest person I have ever met, Sophie," Dante whispered, his deep voice thick with genuine, raw emotion.
He gently reached out and patted her shoulder.
"Because of you, a lot of people get to go home to their families tonight," Dante smiled warmly. He stood back up, looking at the exhausted, overworked mother. The power of his massive wealth radiated in his next words.
"You are no longer a maid in this building," Dante stated, his voice carrying absolute, unquestionable authority. "As of tonight, you are the Head of Estate Operations. Your salary is quintupled, and you answer to absolutely no one but me."
The mother gasped softly, covering her mouth as tears of pure, unadulterated joy filled her eyes.
"And Sophie," Dante said, looking back down at the little girl. "Your college tuition is fully funded. Whatever you want to be, the syndicate will pay for it. You will never have to hide under a table again."
Sophie finally smiled, a bright, beautiful grin, and hugged Dante’s massive leg.
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The mafia boss gently patted her back. His empire was secure, the traitor was delivered to his doom, and the brave little girl in the yellow dress had finally received the justice she deserved.
If you were Dante, would you have handed the traitor over to the rival cartel, or was blowing him up with his own bomb the ultimate, perfect revenge?
