Chapter 7 - The Storm Isolates The Ashgrove Estate
Downstairs, the wind shrieked around the stone turrets of Ashgrove Manor, shaking the heavy windowpanes in their frames.
The storm had completely severed the eastern bridge, trapping everyone inside the sprawling estate until further notice.
No police, no outside syndicate enforcers, and no reporters could penetrate the flooded perimeter of the peninsula.
Elias walked over to the tall windows, staring out into the pitch-black darkness where the ocean crashed against the cliffs.
He had spent eleven years ruling Grayport with an iron fist, believing he understood every threat operating in his territory.
Yet a desperate young woman carrying the surname of a ruined enemy had slipped right past his security detail.
She had hidden beneath a gray maid’s uniform for four months, nursing a secret pregnancy inside his own home.
And now her baby girl slept peacefully in his guest suite, bearing a name that echoed his late wife’s favorite flowers.
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Behind him, Adeline clutched the baby tighter as another wave of exhaustion washed over her frail frame.
Elias turned back around, realizing that his orderly world was unraveling piece by piece under the midnight rain.
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