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Chapter 1 - The Hallway of Shadows

The sharp crack of the strike still hung in the air like a gunshot.

The polished oak floor reflected the crystal chandelier light above.

Victoria’s hand pressed against her burning left cheek.

Her gray designer suit jacket was disheveled.

Her chest rose and fell in ragged, disbelieving gasps.

"You struck me, Marcus," Victoria whispered, her aristocratic poise completely unraveling.

"In front of the help.

In front of our child."

Marcus did not blink.

His tall frame stood like a monolith of dark green tailored wool.

His dark eyes were devoid of any affection, warmth, or remorse.

"You tried to kick a defenseless woman carrying an infant, Victoria," Marcus said in a voice as cold as ice.

"You stopped being a mother the moment you treated this child like a pawn in your divorce settlement."

Elena remained pressed against the white crown molding.

Her arms remained wrapped securely around the carrier where nine-month-old Leo was sobbing.

Elena was only twenty-three years old, hired four months ago through a high-end nanny agency.

She had endured Victoria’s snide remarks, the thrown teacups, and the late-night tantrums.

Today, the cruelty had crossed from verbal venom into physical violence.

Elena gently stroked the baby’s soft brown hair, whispering calm words into his ear.

"Shh, Leo... it's okay, little one.

You are safe now."

Marcus stepped between Victoria and Elena, cutting off Victoria’s line of sight completely.

"Elena, take Leo upstairs to the nursery wing," Marcus instructed without turning his head.

"Lock the nursery door from the inside.

Do not open it for anyone except Commander Vance and my private security detail."

Victoria lunged forward, her manicured nails reaching out like talons.

"Don't you dare take him out of my sight!

I am calling my father!

I am calling the family lawyers!"

Marcus caught Victoria by the wrist in mid-air, his grip clamping down like an iron vise.

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"Call them, Victoria," Marcus whispered into her face.

"Tell them the cameras in the west gallery just recorded every single second."

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