Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 343

Chapter 343: Chapter 127 Naomis Desperate Trap

Dominic’s POV

I was at my breaking point. Gemma had endured a terrifying encounter with Marcus yesterday in the territory, all because she momentarily dismissed her bodyguard outside the jewelry store. That exiled bastard had crossed every line the Thorne family had drawn, and I was determined to make him pay with blood.

When I called Daniel, he suggested that Gemma should file a complaint with our contacts in the police department, but she was deeply traumatized by the attack. Despite barely sleeping, she insisted on going to her position at Caleb’s legitimate front company today, which only intensified my murderous rage.

I arrived at Zenith Systems headquarters in a foul mood. Dealing with Marcus, this persistent threat to our family’s honor, was my priority. He had dared to put his filthy hands on my woman again, and I wouldn’t let this betrayal stand. The old fool had forgotten that exile didn’t mean immunity from Thorne justice.

My mind was consumed with thoughts of Gemma and the child she carried. The stress and fury became overwhelming as I imagined what could have happened. Without hesitation, I grabbed my jacket and left the office, my hand instinctively checking the Glock holstered beneath my suit.

When I reached the underground garage and approached my Maserati, I was stunned by the audacity of the woman waiting for me. Nancy was draped across my car’s hood like some cheap streetwalker, dressed in an obscenely short dress that screamed desperation.

"Nancy, get off my car. I have family business to attend to," I demanded, having zero patience for this deplorable woman who had sold herself to every rival family’s bed.

"My goodness, Dominic, so tense! That little shopkeeper of yours clearly doesn’t know how to service a capo properly," Nancy replied with biting sarcasm, sliding off the hood with practiced seduction.

"Shut your mouth and leave. Now." What little restraint I had was rapidly disappearing, my trigger finger itching.

"Don’t be so harsh, Dominic. I’m here specifically to relieve that tension and remind you what a real woman feels like." Nancy slithered toward me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I’ll show you how much you used to crave me back then."

"You truly are shameless." I pried her manicured claws from my neck and stepped back. "What happened, Nancy? Did the rival families finally get tired of your services?"

"Don’t be stupid, Dominic!" Her composure nearly cracked. "You know your father was the one who pursued me when he still had power."

"Oh, were you some innocent, defenseless virgin? Please, Nancy. You knew exactly what game you were playing when you spread your legs for anyone with territory. You just didn’t anticipate me helping Caleb strip Marcus of everything." I gave her an icy smile that had made grown men piss themselves.

"Dominic, some of us have to fight to survive in this world," she replied, no longer smiling, her mask slipping.

"In your case, you weren’t fighting for survival. You sold your body for access to our operations and protection money. But you know what? I should thank you for leaving with that worthless exile. It saved me from becoming a pathetic fool like Marcus. Now get out of my way before I forget you’re still breathing under our family’s mercy."

"You’re just upset, but I know the cure for that kind of stress." Nancy smiled predatorily and in one swift movement, opened the door of the car next to mine and shoved me inside, making me fall onto the leather seat.

Without hesitation, she hiked up her dress to her hips and straddled me, grinding against me like the practiced whore she was. As I struggled to get up, she pulled down the top of her dress, exposing her surgically enhanced breasts, and threw herself at me.

I managed to hold her back by gripping her shoulders, but she persisted in trying to mount me like I was some mark she could manipulate.

"Remember, Dominic, how much you used to crave my body? All the power games we played together? I know you remember." Nancy was speaking with a seductive voice that only disgusted me further. "Look at my new size. Aren’t they perfect? A little gift from your dear father’s connections. Don’t you want to play with them like before?"

"Get off me, you diseased bitch!" Anxiety was building inside me. In the confined space of the car’s backseat, I could barely move without giving her what she wanted.

"Oh, darling, just touch them, you’ll remember why you kept me around." She grabbed my hand, attempting to place it on one of her silicon-enhanced tits.

I tried to avoid touching her contaminated flesh, but I needed to escape, and there was only one way—I had to make this snake believe I was interested.

"You know what, Nancy, you really want me to fuck you like the whore you are, don’t you?" I asked, struggling to contain the homicidal fury in my voice.