Chapter 4 - The Syndicate's Wrath
The vengeance of the Moretti family was not loud. It was swift, silent, and absolute.
I left the hospital and drove directly to the underground casino where Julian operated his illegal ledgers. I didn't bring an army; I only brought Matteo and three of my most lethal enforcers. When I kicked open the doors to Julian’s private office, he was sitting behind his mahogany desk, laughing into a phone.
He looked up, his smile freezing as he saw the expression on my face.
"Adrian," Julian stammered, hanging up the phone. "What brings you to the South Side tonight? I thought you were at the hospital with Bianca."
I didn't speak. I walked across the room, grabbed him by the knot of his expensive silk tie, and hauled him entirely over the desk. He crashed onto the floor, gasping for air. Before he could scramble away, I planted my heavy leather shoe directly onto his chest, pinning him to the carpet.
"Bianca told me everything," I whispered, pulling my suppressed pistol from my shoulder holster and pressing the cold steel directly against his forehead. "The fertility clinic. The forged signatures. The bastard child you tried to pass off as my heir to steal my empire."
Julian’s face went chalk white. "Adrian, wait, she's lying! She's a crazy bitch, you know that!"
"I saw the wire transfers, Julian," I said, cocking the hammer of the gun. The metallic click echoed loudly in the silent office. "You touched my wife. You drove her out of her own home. You nearly killed the mother of my true son."
"Your son?" Julian breathed, genuine shock registering in his eyes.
"Sofia is alive. And so is my heir," I smiled, though it was a smile devoid of any warmth. "Your coup failed."
I didn't shoot him. Death was too quick, too merciful. Instead, I signaled my men. They dragged Julian out of the office. Over the next forty-eight hours, I systematically dismantled his entire life. I froze his accounts, seized his properties, and handed over his illegal gambling ledgers to the feds anonymously. He was ruined, bankrupt, and facing thirty years in federal prison.
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As for Dr. Aris Evans, the corrupt fertility specialist, he received a midnight visit from Matteo. The doctor mysteriously lost his medical license the following morning after a massive, anonymous tip regarding severe medical malpractice and bribery was sent to the state medical board, accompanied by irrefutable evidence.
I burned their worlds to ash, ensuring that they could never, ever touch my family again.
