Chapter 5 - The Desperate Trade
The agonizing contractions ripped through my body with terrifying speed, leaving me completely unable to stand without Dominic's forceful grip.
I gasped and sobbed in pure physical pain, desperately clutching my stomach as my innocent baby fought to survive the trauma.
Dominic aggressively shook me, violently demanding that I stay quiet while he negotiated his multi-million dollar ransom.
My father held the small, metallic device firmly in his hand and slowly raised it for my deranged husband to see perfectly clearly.
"This device is directly connected to my private offshore banking network, and I can authorize the ten million dollars right now," my father promised smoothly.
Dominic's eyes lit up with insatiable, greedy desperation as he stared at the small piece of technology that could save his miserable life.
"Do it now, and tell your heavily armed goons to drop their weapons immediately!" Dominic screamed, his finger twitching dangerously on the trigger.
My father slowly began to type a complex sequence of numbers into the small, illuminated keypad of the metallic device.
He looked directly into my eyes, and for a brief, microscopic second, he gave me a subtle, reassuring nod of absolute confidence.
I instantly knew my brilliant father was not actually transferring a single penny of his hard-earned fortune to this pathetic monster.
My father aggressively pressed the final red button on the metallic device with a swift, decisive motion.
The device was not a banking token; it was a highly specialized, military-grade localized electromagnetic pulse generator.
In an instant, every single light, crystal chandelier, and electronic device in the massive ballroom completely short-circuited and died.
The grand room was plunged into absolute, pitch-black darkness, causing the terrified wedding guests to scream hysterically in the void.
Dominic yelled in sheer panic, completely blinded and utterly disoriented by the sudden, terrifying loss of his visual advantage.
He blindly waved the heavy gun around in the darkness, completely unaware of the elite tactical nightmare that was about to descend upon him.
My father's private security forces were heavily equipped with state-of-the-art, military-grade night vision goggles.
They moved silently and swiftly through the pitch-black ballroom, perfectly navigating the chaotic, screaming crowd of wealthy guests.
I felt Dominic's grip on my neck suddenly loosen as a massive, invisible force violently tackled him from the side.
I collapsed heavily onto the cold marble floor, clutching my stomach and curling into a tight, protective ball in the darkness.
A brutal, violent physical struggle ensued mere inches away from me, filled with the sounds of aggressive grunting and shattering glass.
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Dominic fought back with the wild, unpredictable strength of a man who knew his life was completely over.
Suddenly, a deafening, incredibly loud gunshot rang out, temporarily illuminating the pitch-black room with a bright, violent muzzle flash.
