Chapter 8 - Dominic Insists On Escorting Her Safely Home
Before the inbound train doors could slide completely open, a sleek black Mercedes Maybach pulled up beside the subway entrance.
Two massive bodyguards stepped out from the vehicle, blocking the top of the stairwell with silent efficiency.
Khloe stopped dead in her tracks, watching as Dominic Costello stepped out from the rear passenger seat into the drizzle.
“You don’t take the T at midnight in Boston, Khloe. It’s bad for your health,” Dominic said calmly as he approached.
“I take whatever transportation I can afford, Mr. Costello,” Khloe replied, her jaw tightening defensively.
“Get in the car. I’m driving you home to Quincy,” Dominic ordered, leaving no room for argument.
“I told you, I don’t want your money or your rides,” Khloe snapped, holding her ground on the wet sidewalk.
“It’s not an offer, Khloe. It’s a precaution,” Dominic said, signaling Matteo to open the rear door.
Realizing that arguing with a Boston mafia boss on an empty sidewalk was a losing battle, Khloe sighed heavily.
May you like
She climbed into the plush leather interior of the Maybach, slamming the heavy door shut behind her.
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