Chapter 3 - The Broken Truth
My mind spun completely out of control as I tried to process his impossible words.
I told Dominic that he was insane, screaming that I had never even met him before today.
Dominic calmly raised his hand, signaling the terrified doctor to leave the room immediately.
Once the heavy door clicked shut, Dominic finally revealed the horrifying secret my husband had been hiding.
Mark had secretly worked as a senior lab technician at the exclusive fertility clinic where we received our treatments.
My husband had discovered that he was entirely sterile, a truth his fragile ego could never accept.
Instead of telling me, Mark secretly accessed the clinic’s most secure genetic vault.
He stole a highly classified donor sample that had been privately stored by the Russo family years ago.
Mark deliberately used the mafia kingpin’s genetic material to impregnate me without my knowledge.
His ultimate plan was to use the children as leverage to extort millions of dollars from the Russo syndicate.
I felt violently sick to my stomach, realizing my entire marriage had been a calculated, monstrous lie.
Dominic stood up, his massive frame casting a dark shadow across my hospital bed.
He swore on his life that he would never let anyone take his bloodline away from him.
Suddenly, the bright lights of the hospital room flickered and went entirely dark.
The emergency backup generators failed to turn on, leaving the entire surgical floor in pitch blackness.
The muffled, terrifying sound of silenced gunfire echoed from the hallway outside my door.
Dominic drew a heavy pistol from his shoulder holster and stepped defensively in front of my bed.
“Mark’s gambling debts were not just with my family,” Dominic growled into the darkness.
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The heavy wooden door to my room was suddenly kicked violently off its hinges.
Three men wearing tactical gear and night vision goggles stepped into the room, raising their assault rifles.
