Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: If Your Biology Was Powerful Enough

The oppressive silence inside the grand hall of the Boren estate was broken only by the sound of boots scraping against the polished stone floor. A suffocating wave of dominant Mafia Alpha pheromones poured from the center of the room, so dense and toxic that the air itself felt heavy to breathe.

Notorious Bellero Boren stood with his hands locked behind his back, his stark white hair gleaming under the overhead lights. His sharp, calculating features were twisted into a mask of pure, murderous rage. Arranged in a rigid, trembling line before him were the three elite syndicate hitmen he had deployed to the lower sector road the previous day: Tobby, Fred, and Denmark.

Bellero took a slow, agonizingly quiet step toward them, his golden eyes narrowing into lethal slits. "I am going to ask this exactly once," he began, his deep, gravelly voice dropping into a terrifyingly calm register that carried the absolute promise of an execution. "Which one of you pathetic, blind fools pulled the trigger and shot Jannah Nenth instead of putting that high-caliber bullet through Dorrent Grefo’s S-tier skull?"

None of them spoke. Tobby stared fixedly at the floor, a cold sweat breaking out across his forehead. Fred’s jaw clenched tightly, his chest heaving under his tactical gear, while Denmark remained completely frozen, his breath hitching in his throat. A suffocating, desperate silence stretched across the grand hall as they refused to betray each other, knowing the brutal price of failure in the Boren syndicate.

The lack of an immediate answer hit Bellero’s volatile temper like a spark into a powder keg. His golden eyes completely swamped with a violent fire as he slammed his fist violently against the conference table, shattering the polished wooden corner into splinters.

"Answer me!" Bellero roared, his voice a deafening, demonic boom that rattled the heavy glass fixtures of the hall. He took a predatory stride forward, his massive frame towering over the three men as his underworld aura crushed the space around them. "Your silent defiance warns me that you do not value your pathetic lives! Let me make the structural rules of this family perfectly clear to you right now—you won’t like the consequences of this mistake at all. You are going to face absolute death for this botched contract! And whoever among you manages to survive the punishment I am going to unleash must immediately bring Jannah to me, , and kill that bastard Dorrent Grefo!"

"No one is hunting Dorrent, nor will anyone abduct Jannah!"

The doors of the grand hall were violently kicked open, slamming against the walls as Damian Boren stormed into the room, his white lab coat thrown over his shoulders, his face a mask of fury. He aggressively bypassed the armed guards stationed at the perimeter, marching straight into the center of the hall to interrupt his father’s lethal decree.

"How many damn times do I have to tell you to stay out of this matter entirely, Father?!" Damian shouted, his eyes flashing with an equal Alpha heat as he stood face-to-face with the Mafia dictator. He planted his shoes firmly on the stone floor, his chest heaving with an intense, long-standing resentment. "How many times must I warn you that your primitive, reckless use of force is completely destroying everything I have spent years building in those slums? Your mindless violence nearly killed the exact girl you claim to protect!"

Bellero let out a mocking scoff, his face hardening into an expression of cold, paternal disdain as he looked down at his son. "You do not stand under my roof and teach me how to deal with this matter, Damian! I have run this syndicate with blood and iron since before your lungs ever drew breath. Your soft, pathetic methods have yielded absolutely nothing. Since it seems you are making zero actual progress with your saintly neighborhood doctor routine, the universe has forced my hand. My sources just informed me that Jannah is no longer inside the hospital. She has been moved under a private home care contract inside Guron Grefo’s estate. She is sitting directly in their grasp while you stand here weeping over ethics!"

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