Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 474

Chapter 474: Chapter 70 Blood and Questions

Lila’s POV

Daniel and I had been finding our rhythm again lately. He’d been more attentive, reminiscent of our early days together, but I could sense something still weighed heavily on him. Whatever darkness he was wrestling with remained locked away, despite his insistence that everything was fine. Meanwhile, the preparations for Gemma and Dominic’s wedding kept our entire circle busy with the elaborate planning that befitted a union between two prominent families.

I was leaving the exclusive boutique in the Diamond District with the girls after finalizing our wedding attire when my phone vibrated. Seeing Daniel’s name flash across the screen, I stepped away from our group to take his call privately.

"Tiny one, finished with your shopping expedition?" His voice carried that familiar weight that had become so commonplace recently.

"Yes, we’re just wrapping up. Gemma’s arranged for her driver to take me back to the penthouse."

"I could send my detail to collect you instead," he offered. Lately, he’d been insisting his security team escort me everywhere—to Thorne Group’s offices, to law school, and back home—claiming it gave us more time together and kept me safe. Because of this heightened protection, my own vehicle had been sitting unused in the building’s secure garage.

"No need. I’ll see you at home," I replied.

"I miss you," he said, his words sending warmth through my chest. Even though we shared the fortified penthouse and saw each other daily, hearing those words from someone like Daniel always affected me deeply.

I was smiling at his declaration when suddenly chaos erupted around me. A figure on a motorcycle roared past, violently ripping my phone away and slashing at me with a blade in one fluid motion. If not for Gemma’s bodyguard’s lightning-fast reflexes pulling me backward, the damage would have been catastrophic. As it stood, the knife caught my forearm. I screamed in shock as warm blood began streaming down my arm.

"Stay completely still, Miss Sullivan," the guard commanded, maintaining his protective stance over me. "Let me assess the damage." Tears of fright streamed down my face as he examined the wound, produced a pristine handkerchief from his jacket, and pressed it firmly against the gash. "Apply steady pressure here to stem the bleeding."

Gemma rushed over, her face etched with concern and fury. After her security team briefed her on what had transpired, we headed directly to Mount Sinai Hospital. During the ride in her armored sedan, I gradually regained my composure. I mentioned to Gemma that I’d been speaking with Daniel when the attack occurred, and one of her guards assured me that Dominic would immediately notify him about the incident.

Somehow, Daniel had arrived at the hospital before us. He was already there when our convoy pulled up, rushing to embrace me with unmistakable panic and worry etched across his sharp features.

Dominic arrived shortly after and informed us that a trusted surgeon was standing by. Daniel held me protectively, practically carrying my weight. His phone kept buzzing insistently until he finally answered on the fifth attempt. What followed left me stunned—he erupted in absolute rage, shouting at whoever was on the other end with a ferocity that made even the hospital security take notice. I trembled against him, startled by the violent intensity of his outburst. After ending the call abruptly, he immediately contacted Adler to inform his lieutenant that he’d be unreachable while staying with me.

The doctor administered ten precise stitches, but my mind remained fixated on who could have triggered such explosive fury in Daniel. Was this mysterious caller connected to his recent stress? Could he be involved with someone else behind my back? No, I refused to believe Daniel would betray me—at least, I desperately hoped he wouldn’t. By the time we returned to our secure penthouse, I couldn’t contain my burning questions any longer.

"Tiny one, I’ll order dinner from Russo’s, then help you shower carefully around the bandages..." Daniel began, but I interrupted before losing my nerve completely.

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