Defying Love by Ashley Zakrzewski

Author:Ashley Zakrzewski [Zakrzewski, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Dominic

From my vantage point, I watched as chaos erupted below. The pulsating lights, which once bathed the dancers in a kaleidoscope of colors, now illuminated faces twisted in terror. Glass shattered, the sound piercing through the desperate shouts. Patrons scrambled for cover, their earlier euphoria drowned by the sudden onslaught of fear.

I stood motionless, a dark sentinel amid the turmoil, eyes mapping the unfolding disaster. Staff members, accustomed to handling rowdy drunks or the occasional brawl, were ill-equipped for this invasion. They darted about, trying to herd the patrons to safety, but their efforts only added to the disarray. A woman’s scream knifed through, her heels clicking frantically against the floor as she fled from an unseen threat.

It didn’t take long for me to discern the nature of the disturbance. I caught sight of armed figures weaving through the crowd—sharks in a sea of frantic fish. My enemies had breached my club. As the heir of a mafia dynasty, danger was a constant shadow, but one I never allowed to darken my doorstep. Until now.

With a predator’s grace, I reached inside my jacket, fingers closing around the familiar weight of my gun. I drew it from its holster, the metal cold and reassuring in my hand. My thumb flicked off the safety with an almost imperceptible click, a sound lost amid the bedlam but loud as thunder in my own ears.

My pulse remained steady, a counterpoint to the erratic heartbeats echoing around me. I checked the chamber, ensuring it was fully loaded. Not a single muscle trembled as I mentally prepared for the bloodshed to come. There was no room for hesitation; my wife, Alexa, was somewhere in that panicked crowd. I would carve my way through hell to reach her.

Eyes narrowed, I scanned the room below, every fiber of my being honed for combat. My mind was a weapon as deadly as the gun in my hand, calculating trajectories and escape routes, turning the chaotic club into a tactical landscape. I was a man molded by the merciless teachings of my father, a man who understood that love and war were entangled in a vicious dance.

Tonight, I would lead.

I took out my phone and put it to my ear before the first scream finished echoing off the club's vaulted ceiling. "Lock it down," I commanded. "Eyes sharp for Alexa. No one gets in or out until I say."

"Understood, boss.”

My men knew the gravity of the situation without further explanation—a testament to the grim education I imparted upon them. As the line clicked off, a symphony of chaos played below. I surveyed the battleground, my gaze a blade slicing through the pandemonium, cutting away the irrelevant to focus solely on the mission at hand.

The heavy thud of boots announced the arrival of the enforcers. They poured into the club like a vengeful storm, faces set in hard lines, weapons drawn. Patrons who had been frozen by fear were now diving for cover.

Gunshots shattered the blare of music, the flashes from the barrels brief illuminations in the low light.

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