The Underboss’s Doormat Wife Is The Don’s Queen Chapter 05
The Bloodbath
“Are they alone in the room?”
Victor asks the moment the elevator doors close.
“Yes. Mia wouldn’t let go of Dante the entire way here.”
Victor’s pupils contract.
The elevator doors slide open.
Victor steps out first and snatches the keycard from my hand.
I follow at an easy pace.
I pull out a cigarette and pretend to search my purse for a lighter.
I wait until Victor is at least thirty feet ahead of me.
Then I stop.
Beep.
Victor swipes the card and kicks the door open.
Instantly, moans and heavy breathing spill into the hallway.
Then comes a terrified shriek.
Followed by a furious roar.
By the time I put on a panicked expression and rush toward the room, Dante already has a deep stab wound in his abdomen.
Blood soaks the white carpet.
Dante’s face is ghostly pale. He clutches his stomach with one hand and reaches toward the doorway with the other.
When he sees me, desperate hope floods his eyes.
“Aria… save me…”
But I just stand there.
I wait.
I watch the hope slowly disappear from his face.
Only then do I scream at the top of my lungs.
“Help! Someone help! He’s killing them!”
My scream sets Victor off again.
He steps into my line of sight, grabs Mia by the ankle, and drags her across the floor.
A thick streak of blood smears across the carpet behind her.
Dante screams in terror.
“Victor, calm down!”
“Shut up, you bastard!”
A sharp slap cuts him off.
Then comes the sickening sound of a blade sinking into flesh.
I take a deep breath, fighting the metallic smell of blood, and dial 911.
Right then, Dante staggers out of the bedroom, clutching the wall for support.
He looks up.
His eyes lock onto mine.
Something finally clicks.
“It’s you!” he screams. “You brought him here!”
I frown, looking shocked and hurt.
“I just called him to take Mia home. She’s his wife. Why wouldn’t I call him?”
I hold up my phone.
“I called the cops.”
“Ah! Dante, help me!”
Mia’s scream tears through the room, followed by Victor’s enraged voice.
“You bitch! You dare sleep with my boss?!”
“You belong to me! I killed a man for you! And this is how you repay me?”
“Anyone who touches my wife deserves to die!”
Every furious shout is followed by another scream from Mia.
Dante’s face goes rigid.
His entire body starts shaking.
He looks over his shoulder, then collapses onto the floor.
Even with a massive stab wound, he starts crawling down the hallway on his hands and knees.
Thirty minutes ago, he was the untouchable Underboss.
Now, all that’s left is a man terrified of dying.