Chapter 4 - Kneeling on Marble to Lift His Beloved Wife
Dante ignored the whimpering executive completely, letting go of Trevor’s wrist as if touching him was degrading.
He knelt down smoothly onto the polished marble floor beside Sadie, ignoring the dust and scattered displays.
His expression softened entirely, the terrifying mob boss transforming instantly into a fiercely protective, devoted husband.
“Are you hurt, tesoro?” Dante asked softly, brushing a stray lock of hair away from Sadie’s face.
“I’m fine, Dante; it was just a clumsy moment,” Sadie replied, offering him a small, reassuring smile.
“Nobody touches my wife and walks away unscathed,” Dante stated, his voice carrying a promise of total destruction.
He slid his strong arm gently beneath her back and knees, lifting her effortlessly to her feet.
Sadie adjusted the collar of her sweater, her platinum wedding band catching the bright overhead boutique lights.
Trevor clutched his bruised wrist with his other hand, staring at the scene unfolding before him in shock.
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“Your... your wife?” Trevor choked out, his mind struggling to connect the terrified girl he dumped to Dante Moretti.
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