Chapter 2 - Grace Miller Secures The Hospital Room Door Immediately
Grace Miller froze in sheer terror as Dominic Moretti’s eyes snapped open beneath the fluorescent hospital lights.
She swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat as she processed the impossible reality unfolding before her eyes.
Without wasting a single second, Grace spun around on her heel and threw the heavy brass deadbolt across the door frame.
“Quiet, Mr. Moretti, please keep your voice down,” Grace whispered frantically, pressing her back against the reinforced wooden door.
Dominic swung his legs slowly over the edge of the hospital mattress, wincing as a sharp wave of pain shot through his cracked ribs.
“They think I’m helpless, Grace. But the game is far from over,” Dominic rasped, his voice cold and cutting like sharpened steel.
Grace hurried back to the bedside, offering a steadying arm to support the legendary underworld kingpin as he stood upright.
“I knew Miss Hale’s words were malicious, sir, but I never imagined they would go this far,” Grace said, her hands trembling slightly.
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“Loyalty is a rare currency in Manhattan, Grace, and tonight you just proved you’re the only one who possesses it,” Dominic replied.
He looked toward the dark window overlooking the Manhattan skyline, a fierce fire burning deep within his exhausted eyes.
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