Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Chapter 91 Rock Bottom Rising

Dominic’s POV

Last night, I drank myself into oblivion after another failed attempt to see Gemma. My plan had been straightforward: visit Caleb’s compound to see the babies and hopefully catch a glimpse of her. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. When I arrived at the heavily fortified estate, Gemma was already leaving through the side gate, slipping away in her sedan before I could even approach. I watched helplessly from behind the bulletproof windows of my armored vehicle as she drove off, leaving me standing there like a broken man, my heart shattering all over again. I couldn’t bring myself to enter the compound after that. The thought of facing Caleb’s knowing looks or the family’s protective glares was unbearable. Instead, I ordered my driver to take me back to the safe house hotel.

Once in my secured room, I followed my recent nightly ritual—drowning my sorrows in expensive whiskey. Not just a glass or two to dull the pain of losing my territory’s queen, but glass after glass until the bottle became my only companion. I drank until consciousness abandoned me completely, until the weight of being a Capo who couldn’t protect what mattered most finally crushed me.

When I came to, I found myself in an unfamiliar sterile room. Confusion swept over me as I took in the medical equipment surrounding me. IV lines connected to bags hanging beside the hospital bed told me everything I needed to know about my current predicament. Somehow, the feared Capo of the family had landed himself in a civilian hospital. But how? The last thing I remembered was being locked in my hotel room, clutching that whiskey bottle like it was my lifeline to sanity.

My entire body ached, my head pounding with the intensity of a sledgehammer. The irony wasn’t lost on me—I’d survived countless turf wars, assassination attempts, and family power struggles, only to be laid low by my own demons. I lay there staring at the sterile white ceiling, listening to the muffled sounds of hospital activity, knowing that someone would eventually come check on the infamous Dominic Frost.

Then I heard a voice that made my blood run cold with shame.

"Dominic? Darling, what happened to you?" I opened my eyes to see Willow Valance, Gemma’s mother, standing beside my bed. The woman who had once welcomed me into her modest home, who had treated a dangerous Capo like he was worthy of her daughter’s love.

"Willow! How are you?" I managed to greet her, my voice hoarse and my mind still foggy from the alcohol poisoning.

"I’m fine, darling. But look at you! What happened?" Her maternal concern made my chest tighten with guilt.

"I’m finished, Willow. I lost your daughter forever. I was a complete fool!" The raw confession poured out of me without restraint, past caring about maintaining the cold facade expected of a family lieutenant.

"Of course not, son. Gemma loves you deeply. You two will work things out," she assured me, but her words felt like salt in an open wound.

"No, Willow, she’s already moved on from me. I saw her with that doctor. She replaced me with him—she’s seeing him now." I was dangerously close to tears, past caring about how pathetic the mighty Capo looked reduced to this state.

"Professor? What doctor? I don’t know anything about this," Willow said, genuinely puzzled by my accusation.

"That one, right there!" I awkwardly pointed to the medical professional entering my private room. Just my luck—being treated by my ex-girlfriend’s new lover. The universe was truly piling on the punishment for a man who had blood on his hands but couldn’t keep the one pure thing in his life.

"Willow!" The doctor smiled warmly and embraced her like family. "What a pleasure to see you here! Don’t tell me you’re accompanying my patient?"

"No, I just have consultations with some specialists here today. Are you treating him, Zander?" Willow asked with an expression that seemed almost amused, as if she was enjoying watching me spiral.

"Actually, I just started my shift, arrived a bit late today. So, how do you know my patient?" the doctor asked with professional curiosity.

"Oh, Zander, this is Dominic Frost, Gemma’s boyfriend. I saw him here and came to say hello and check on his condition," Willow explained matter-of-factly.

I looked at Willow suspiciously. Did she just call me Gemma’s boyfriend to this doctor’s face? Was she deliberately provoking Zander? Yet Gemma clearly had feelings for the medical professional. Why would Willow make such a bold statement unless there was something I was missing? The doctor’s eyes widened in recognition, followed by a genuinely amused smile.

"Ah, so you’re the tech mogul!" he commented playfully, as if this revelation explained everything.

"Tech mogul?" I repeated, finding myself oddly pleased by the civilian nickname that masked my true role as money laundering operations chief.

"Yeah, Gemma mentioned you run some kind of technology enterprise, so I tease her by calling you the tech mogul." He continued smiling, and my confusion only deepened.

"Dominic, Zander is Ryder’s son," Willow clarified, referring to her longtime friend. "He and Gemma are like siblings who found each other later in life."

I felt as though a massive weight had been lifted from my chest. The kind of relief that came from learning your territory wasn’t under threat after all. "Like siblings?" I asked, needing absolute confirmation.

"Yes," they answered in unison, both looking at me like I was an idiot for not understanding this basic fact.

"You mean you’re not her new boyfriend?" I asked directly, abandoning all pretense of dignity.

The doctor burst into genuine laughter. "No, man, we’re friends. We joke that we’re siblings from different parents who met as adults." His smile was friendly and sincere, without any of the territorial challenge I would expect from a romantic rival.

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