Chapter 3 - Inside the brightly lit medical ward a terrified mother clutches her newborn baby while an enigmatic stranger confronts corporate tyranny without a single word spoken.The heavy wooden door of room 412 splintered slightly under the sheer kinetic force of an incoming body.
Luca Moretti stepped into the brightly lit ward like an unstoppable force of nature wrapped in dark fabric.
His navy blue long overcoat billowed behind him, contrasting sharply with the pristine, clinical environment around him.
A subtle peek of a grey turtleneck framed his powerful neck, disappearing beneath intricate tribal ink and scars.
His fade haircut was immaculate, and his dark eyes scanned the room with terrifying, absolute authority.
The aggressive man froze mid-motion, his outstretched hand hanging uselessly in the chilling autumn air.
"Step away from her," Luca commanded in a voice so deep and quiet it shook the glass windows.
The mother let out a sharp, ragged gasp of disbelief, her messy brown hair clinging to her damp forehead.
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She stared at the tattooed stranger, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs like a trapped bird.
Luca did not flinch, his muscular frame planted squarely between the vulnerable mother and corporate terror.
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