Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 547

Chapter 547: A slave contract

Dominick lowered himself onto the chair beside the hospital bed, the doctor having finished examining the injured woman.

"Who are you?" He then offered his name, his voice softened by the woman’s palpable terror. "I’m Dominick Sinclair."

"Sinclair?" The woman turned her head slightly on the pillow, the name sparking a flicker of fear and recognition in her eyes.

"Yes, you guessed it right," Dominick confirmed gently, the authority in his tone tempered with reassurance. "You can tell me everything. I’ll help you. I promise to keep you safe."

Earlier, some seniormost Sentinels had come, asking Dominick to leave as they would take her statement, but the Prince refused. After witnessing the evident corruption and the depth of the wrongfulness at the club, Dominick was determined to handle this sensitive matter himself.

"I am Jeniva Moore," the woman finally replied, her voice shaky but clear.

"What was happening on the higher floors of that club? Did someone throw you into the pool?" Dominick asked, getting straight to the core of the incident.

"Yes," Jeniva confirmed, tears welling in her eyes. "It was an Alpha. But I don’t know him. I only saw his eyes. I resisted what he wanted, Your Highness. I cried for help, but they all were just laughing, watching me struggle." She explained further, the memory clearly agonizing.

Dominick shifted, the severity of her situation becoming clearer with every word. "Where’s your family? I’ll inform them to come here."

"My dad will worry if he finds out I am admitted to the hospital," Jeniva answered softly, her gaze distant. "I don’t have a mother. I have one younger sister though."

"Alright. But won’t they be worried not seeing you home last night?" Dominick pressed, his concern evident.

"They don’t live in this city. I came here for work and send them monthly expenses," Jeniva explained.

"Did you come to the club in search of work?" he asked, sensing a tragic connection.

"Yes. I work in a restaurant as a waitress. There I met a girl who told me I could get better wages here. Last night, it was my first time entering the club. But I didn’t know what they wanted from me until I reached the private arena of the third floor."

She paused, fidgeting nervously with her fingers, visibly reliving the terrifying memory of the previous night.

"What did they want to do?" Dominick inquired, urging her to continue.

"They made me sign a slave contract, saying if I don’t do it, they will kill my family. Your Highness, I signed it in fear." Her voice trembled. "But what came after that was pathetic. They wanted me to bear an heir to the Alpha I was sold to. That’s why I started shouting for help. Before I could run away or do anything, they threw me off the railing after stabbing me, straight into the pool."

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