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Chapter 4 - The Fever Breaks

Dominic ripped the IV needle out of his arm with a savage jerk,

sending a drop of bright red blood flying onto the white sheet.

"Stay back,

" he commanded,

swinging his heavy legs over the side of the bed.

"Are you insane?" I cried,

grabbing his uninjured arm to push him back down.

"Your wound will tear open again!"

"My house is being breached,

Nora,

" he snarled,

glaring down at me with absolute fury.

"I don't lie in bed while rats try to chew through my walls.

"

Despite his bravado,

the sudden movement drained the remaining color from his face.

A groan escaped his lips as fresh crimson began to seep rapidly through his pristine white bandages.

"See?" I said fiercely,

planting myself directly in front of him so he couldn't stand.

"You can barely support your own weight,

let alone fight off an armed intruder.

"

"If you take two more steps,

you'll hemorrhage on your own carpet and Vince won't even need to pull a trigger.

"

He stared down at me,

breathing heavily,

the raw power in his eyes clashing with his physical weakness.

For a tense moment,

neither of us moved.

Then,

the heavy oak door burst open,

and Leo rushed inside with a Heckler & Koch submachine gun in hand.

"Boss,

it's just a scouting party,

" Leo reported breathlessly,

stopping short when he saw Dominic half out of bed.

"Our guards at the north gate repelled them before they scaled the wall,

but they left a message.

"

Leo stepped forward and placed a heavy silver casing on the mahogany nightstand.

Engraved upon the polished metal was a viper with its fangs bared—Vince's personal crest.

Dominic stared at the casing,

his expression turning into a mask of pure,

glacial wrath.

"Clean me up,

Nora,

" he ordered quietly,

his voice deadly calm.

"Put a fresh shirt on me,

and hand me my holster from the wardrobe.

"

I looked from Dominic to Leo,

realizing that arguing was completely useless now.

Working in the ER taught me how to triage trauma,

but this room was an active war zone.

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I grabbed fresh gauze and disinfectant,

going to work with clinical precision while the mafia boss prepared for war.

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