Chapter 5 - WHISPERS IN THE VIP SUITE
The digital clock on the hospital wall glowed an ominous 2:14 AM as the metropolis outside raged with silent, sleepless energy. Julian tried to turn the ignition key of his luxury sedan, but the dashboard flickered dead with a series of angry error codes.
"What kind of cheap engineering is this? The battery was brand new when I bought this car last week!" Julian cursed furiously. Clara crossed her arms in the passenger seat, tapping her stiletto heel against the floor mat with mounting irritation and rising panic.
"Just call a private towing service or a corporate chauffeur, Julian, I am not spending my wedding night in a damp parking garage," Clara demanded. Julian pulled out his smartphone to dial his executive assistant, only to watch his cellular signal drop straight down to zero bars.
"There's no cellular service down here... someone is intentionally jamming local frequencies in this sector," Julian realized with sudden dread. Heavy footsteps echoed behind their vehicle, accompanied by the metallic click of tactical combat boots pacing methodically around the sedan.
Up in the VIP suite, Elena sipped a warm cup of herbal tea that Nurse Sarah had brought in under Luka’s silent supervision. The newborn was finally sleeping peacefully in a high-end bassinet, swaddled in pristine white linen far away from the noisy public wards.
Luka stood by the tall glass window, staring down at the immobilized luxury vehicle parked three stories directly beneath their feet. "Your former partner thought he could buy his way out of every consequence with a few forged checks and empty promises," Luka noted coldly.
Elena walked up behind him hesitantly, her bare feet padding softly against the plush carpet as she peered down at the dark parking lot. "Those men down there... are they your associates? What are you planning to do to Julian?" she asked with genuine apprehension.
Luka turned his head slightly, his sharp jawline catching the dim amber glow of the city lights reflecting through the reinforced glass. "I'm not going to touch him, Elena; I'm simply going to let the federal grand jury handle his corporate embezzlement portfolio," Luka replied smoothly.
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Elena stared at the rugged man in absolute shock, realizing that the terrifying street enforcer possessed far more power than her Wall Street ex. "You knew who Julian was before tonight... why are you protecting me and my son?" Elena asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
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