Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104: A Sealed Toxic Alliance

Bellero sat paralyzed, his jaw tightening into a rigid line as Joanne’s final words hung in the quiet reception room like a toxic fog. For the first time in over a decade, the feared Mafia God found himself completely cornered under his own roof. His eyes flared with a dangerous heat as his mind calculated the devastating weight of her threat. After all these long, exhausting years of him carefully keeping Jannah Nenth’s unique lineage a secret from the society, a beauty queen has actually discovered it. If she let that data out to the public, the entire criminal underworld and every prominent, multi-billion-credit Alpha in the country would descend on the slums to hunt the girl down. He would have to compete with an army of wealthy tycoons just to secure the future of his own bloodline.

Left with no otherwise, Bellero slowly let out a breath, his chest deflating as he looked at the statuesque woman standing before him.

"You are a very bold, very dangerous girl, Joanne," Bellero murmured, his voice dropping into a low rasp surrender. "You have played your cards beautifully. I agree to your terms. We have a deal."

Joanne’s lips curled into a satisfied smirk, her shoulders relaxing a fraction of an inch as she adjusted her dress. "I knew an analytical businessman like you would see the logic, Bellero."

"Do not smile just yet, my elite trophy," Bellero interrupted sharply, his voice cutting through her satisfaction as he stood up from his chair. He walked around the table, his towering frame casting a shadow over her. "Before I give you the antidote, we need to establish the conditions of this alliance. Listen to me perfectly. In case you ever think about going against our agreement—if you try to double-cross my desk or run away with the secret—I swear to you that I will not stop using my most ruthless, bloody means on whoever tries to get close to Jannah’s body. And that includes your precious boyfriend, Dorrent Grefo. I will personally blow him if you cross me."

Joanne’s eyes narrowed into defensive slits, her posture instantly locking into determination. "Of course you wouldn’t dare try harming Dorrent, Mafia God. Let me make my own rules clear to your grid. If I even see a single scratch on his skin, or if your hitmen launch a single attack near his estate, I will let the secret out to the public that exact minute. I will ruin your entire plan before your son can even touch her hand. So, what you have to do from this sunrise onward is only cooperate with my instructions."

Bellero let out a chuckle that dripped with cynicism. He adjusted the gold rings on his fingers, his eyes swamped with a sudden, dark calculation. "Since we are now officially in this mess together, Joanne, we need to start working immediately. You should start by using the antidote itself as the perfect means to let my son, Damian, get closer to Jannah."

Joanne’s brow furrowed into confusion. "What do you mean by that? The girl is dying in a hospital terminal. How does the cure help Damian?"

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