Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262: Chapter 46 Confronting the Parasite

Zoe’s POV

Something gnawed at me that afternoon, an unease I couldn’t shake. The Thorne family’s front operations felt like a powder keg since Caleb and Ivy’s brutal separation had sent shockwaves through our inner circle. We’d all been walking on razor’s edge, desperate to help our blood brothers navigate this disaster without triggering a war within the family.

Ivy had finally decided to fight for her place beside the Don after days of exile, which should have brought me relief. Caleb seemed willing to hear her out too. Yet peace eluded me in this world where betrayal meant death.

Dominic had become a ghost recently. Jumpy, distracted, barely present during family meetings. I’d attributed his behavior to his exiled father’s recent harassment campaigns, giving him the space I thought he needed. But my instincts screamed that something deeper was eating at him, something that could compromise our operations.

Gemma worried me too. Despite her claims of adjusting well to life under our protection and her excitement about the safe house Caleb had secured for her, shadows lingered beneath her brave facade. She’d been Ivy’s anchor during the separation, caring for her with unwavering devotion, but exhaustion showed in the tight lines around her eyes. That surprise she’d mentioned planning for Dominic had disappeared from conversation entirely.

My patience finally snapped. I marched to Dominic’s office in the back of our legitimate shipping company and knocked firmly on the reinforced door. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Dominic, we need to talk."

"Of course, Zo. Come in." His response was automatic, his attention glued to his encrypted phone like it held family secrets.

"What’s got you so twisted up?" I settled into the chair across from his mahogany desk, noting the tension in his shoulders.

"Twisted up about what?" The deflection was weak, his voice hollow.

"That expression you’ve been wearing for days." I gestured at his face. "Like you’re expecting a hit order with your name on it."

"Nothing serious. Just strange getting summoned to the Social Union. Their manager wants to see me immediately about my father’s gambling debts."

"Uh-oh." I couldn’t suppress a grin. "What rules did the old bastard break this time? The Union only calls when members step way out of line or owe serious money."

"Always assuming the worst, aren’t you, Zoe?"

"Your reputation precedes you both!" I shot back, but his smile never touched his eyes.

"What did you really come here for?" he asked, attempting to redirect.

"The truth about whatever’s eating you alive." I watched color drain from his face like blood from a fresh wound.

"I don’t know what you mean." His stammer betrayed him completely.

"There it is!" I pointed accusingly. "That panic in your eyes. What family business are you hiding?"

"Zoe, I..." He looked ready to collapse, words failing him entirely.

Mia’s dramatic entrance saved him from confession. She burst through the door, breathless and flustered, her usual composure shattered.

"Dominic, your father is causing chaos in the lobby," she announced. "Our security team is struggling to contain him without making a scene."

Dominic’s face transformed with murderous fury. He rubbed his temples like they might explode from the pressure of containing his rage.

"This pathetic excuse for a man won’t leave our family in peace!" His voice cracked with barely controlled violence. He grabbed his secure phone, punching numbers with lethal precision. "Send two armed guards to escort Marcus Frost to my office. Directly here, and make sure he doesn’t touch anything."

After slamming the phone down, he turned to us with exhausted eyes that had seen too much bloodshed.

"You don’t have to witness this circus. Feel free to leave before he arrives and starts running his mouth."

"Not a chance." I squeezed his hand firmly. "I’m staying to help you handle this parasite."

Soon, our security arrived with Marcus Frost, who was ranting like a desperate addict. Dominic met them at reception, keeping the guards close with hands on their concealed weapons.

"What do you want now, Marcus?" Dominic’s voice carried the forced calm of a predator.

"You know exactly what I want, you ungrateful brat!" Marcus’s words dripped with the entitlement of a man who’d forgotten his place. "My rightful cut of the family business!"

"And I’ve told you repeatedly that exiled members get nothing." Dominic’s response was steel-cold. "You lost those privileges when you betrayed blood."

"I’ll destroy you, you arrogant child. Always acting like the heir, but you’re nothing without the Thorne name!" Marcus’s desperation was breathtaking. "I’ll strip everything from you, and I’ve already begun." His smile was pure malice.

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