Chapter 386
Vivian’s POV
I bounced my leg impatiently against the clinic’s cold floor, gnawing at what little remained of my already- red nails. The clock on the wall seemed to be mocking me, each passing second stretching into an eternity. This was ridiculous. The exam should’ve been quick, not a full medical appointment.
I needed to find a way to make the doctor authorize that DNA test. It was essential. Strategic, even. If Madeline was pregnant with Dominic’s child, it would be the ultimate leverage. She wouldn’t be trapped by marriage alone anymore, she’d be bound to that child forever. A Blackwood heir meant she’d never escape us.
Now, if the baby belonged to another man… that would explode like a bomb in Belmonte’s high society. It was already bad enough that the idiot had run from the altar. Even with all the lies we’d spun to cover it up, people still talked. Whispered at events. Those looks of pity mixed with malicious curiosity.
Now imagine a child being born with those blue eyes, the ones that hot little lover of hers had, God knows how she found him. It would be the final scandal. The kind that would destroy the Sullivan name for good.
And the Blackwoods along with it.
The door finally opened, and Dr. Montgomery stepped out-alone. I jumped to my feet immediately, nerves buzzing.
“How did it go?” I asked, scanning behind her. “Where’s Madeline?”
The doctor started speaking in that professional, overly formal tone.
“The exam went well, within normal parameters, but we do recommend extra precautions due to-”
“Where is Madeline?” I cut her off, almost shouting, completely losing my patience.
She blinked several times, clearly startled by my outburst, before pulling herself together.
“She… went to the restroom,” she said, hesitation creeping into her voice. “She’ll be back any moment.
Something in her tone made my eyes narrow. Every instinct I had was screaming that something was wrong. Very wrong.
I stormed out of the room, practically running down the sterile hallway. The doctor followed close behind, clearly alarmed by my growing loss of control.
“Which restroom?” I demanded, looking frantically from side to side. “Where’s the bathroom?”
She pointed to the nearest one with a nervous gesture.
I rushed over and started banging on every door, opening each stall without ceremony.
Empty. All of them were empty.
My heart began to race dangerously.
I bolted back down the hallway, this time toward the reception desk, the doctor still trailing me like I was a psychiatric patient on the verge of a breakdown.
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“Madeline Sullivan!” I shouted at the receptionist. “Have you seen Madeline Sullivan leave?”
The girl stared at me wide-eyed, clearly unsure of how to respond.
But I already knew. It was too late. The realization crashed into my head like a hammer.
Madeline had run.
That clever bitch had managed to fool everyone and disappear right under my nose.
Now there was only one option left: face Dominic and the inevitable consequences of my failure. Driving to his office felt like heading toward my own execution, every red light giving me more time to imagine the reaction waiting for me.
I burst into Dominic’s office like a hurricane, slamming the door so hard it bounced off the wall with a violent crack. His assistant tried to stop me, stammering something about he couldn’t be interrupted, but I ignored her completely, like she was just another piece of furniture in the way.
Dominic sat behind his massive mahogany desk, surrounded by neatly stacked documents, contracts, and financial reports. For a brief second before he looked up, I saw him for what he truly was: a predator in his territory. Calculated. Dangerous.
“Madeline ran,” I announced without preamble, still breathless from the dash from the clinic parking lot.
Dominic lifted his eyes slowly from the papers on his desk. His expression shifted instantly from irritation to something far darker. Far more dangerous. I watched the exact moment the information sank in, the implications unfolding behind those dark eyes.
Before I could explain, justify myself, or try to minimize my responsibility for the disaster, he stood abruptly and crossed the room in long, decisive strides.
The slap came without warning.
The sound echoed through the office like a gunshot.
Pain exploded across the left side of my face, radiating from my cheekbone to my temple.
“How did you let this happen?” he roared, his voice loaded with a controlled fury that terrified me far more than any unhinged screaming ever could.
I raised a trembling hand to my burning face, my skin hot and already swelling where his fingers had struck. There were marks that would probably last for days.
“She left with the doctor,” I rushed out, the words tumbling over each other in fear and desperation. “It was for a follow-up exam. I was completely deceived, Dominic. I never expected her to try something like this. The doctor said it was standard protocol, that they’d be back in a few minutes-”
He stared at me like an animal studying its prey before the final attack. There was something terrifying in his eyes. It was a cold, calculating focus, as if he were assessing exactly how much damage he could do without leaving permanent evidence.
Silence stretched between us. Seconds that felt like hours. I could hear my own ragged breathing, the ticking of the wall clock, the distant sound of traffic far below.
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“Fix it,” he finally said, each word measured and precise, like a death sentence. “Do not come back to me until you have her in your hands. Literally.”
Still shaking, my face throbbing, I dared to ask the question pounding inside my skull.
“And how exactly
am I supposed to do that? She could be anywhere.”
Dominic tilted his head slightly, as if genuinely considering my question. Then, slowly, a smile spread across his lips.
A cold, calculated, almost amused smile that never reached his eyes, and sent a chill straight down my spine.
“By going after Madeline’s weak point.”
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excellent epilogue!...