Chapter 2 - Stepping Into The Shadow Of A Dangerous Man
The heavy door of the black sedan clicked shut, sealing out the biting Chicago wind and the chaotic noise of the street.
Emily sat on the plush leather upholstery, her chest heaving as she stared at the man seated beside her.
Up close, Vincent DeLuca’s presence was overwhelming, filling the dimly lit cabin with an intense, magnetic gravity.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” Emily breathed, her voice trembling slightly despite her best efforts to remain composed.
“And you shouldn’t have let a broken-down boy ruin your self-respect for three agonizing years,” Vincent replied smoothly.
He signaled to his driver, and the luxury sedan glided away from the curb with effortless, silent acceleration.
“My life is complicated enough without the city’s most notorious man making a public spectacle of me,” Emily said.
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“Spectacle or not, the truth was spoken tonight, and someone finally decided to silence the coward,” Vincent noted quietly.
Emily looked down at her hands, the silver tray memory fading as a strange warmth bloomed in her chest.
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