THE BILLION-DOLLAR NANNY OF THE MAFIA KING のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

He turned around and walked briskly out of the firing range. The heavy steel door closed behind him, leaving Kade and me completely alone in the isolated sub-basement. Kade did not say a single word for a very long time. He walked over to the thick steel door and reached for the heavy metal locking bar. He pulled the lever downward with a loud, final click, securely locking us inside the room. He turned his back against the door and leaned his weight against the cold steel. The mask of the calculating, ruthless executive finally slipped away, leaving him looking genuinely lost and incredibly exhausted. He had built this massive fortress to keep the monsters away from his family, and he had just discovered that he had personally invited the monsters inside his walls. I did not step away from him or wait for him to give me an order. The time I had just spent firing the weapon had fundamentally changed my mindset. I was no longer a helpless girl waiting to be saved. I wanted to help h

Kade did not hesitate for a single second. He gripped his heavy black handgun tightly and stepped rapidly toward the main entrance of the bedroom. He reached his left hand out to disengage the electronic deadbolt so he could enter the hallway and engage the attackers directly.I ran forward and grabbed his forearm with both of my hands. I pulled him backward with all the physical strength I possessed."Do not open that door," I warned him loudly over the ringing noise echoing in my ears. "Svetlana is tracking the live GPS signal inside this specific tablet, and she knows exactly where we are standing in this house. She detonated those explosives on the outer wall to create a massive panic."Kade stopped moving toward the door and looked down at my face. He listened closely to my reasoning because he genuinely respected my intelligence."She wants you to evacuate this secure room," I continued, speaking quickly and clearly. "If you open that heavy door and rush into the corridor, we lo

The second the metal door lifted away from the concrete ground, Kade drove his shoulder directly into my chest. He tackled me hard against the freezing asphalt and covered my body completely with his own heavy frame.A blinding flash of pure white light instantly erased the darkness of the corridor.The sheer intensity of the light burned straight through my closed eyelids. A deafening, high-pitched crack echoed violently off the corrugated metal walls of the surrounding buildings. The explosive noise hit my eardrums with massive physical force, entirely disorienting my senses.We did not get hit by flying shrapnel or jagged pieces of metal. The explosion did not carry any actual heat or destructive fire."Do not move, Amelia," Kade commanded loudly.His deep voice sounded incredibly muffled and distant over the harsh ringing in my ears. I kept my eyes squeezed shut and waited for a secondary explosion, but the narrow alley remained completely quiet."It was just a flashbang," Kade ex

Svetlana’s voice echoed out of the small phone speaker, and her arrogant certainty instantly changed the entire dynamic of the room.She knew I would never expose my own criminal operations to the federal government.She called my bluff perfectly, and the four armed men standing at the end of the asphalt corridor racked their automatic rifles in unison to prove her point.I reached my right hand down toward my holster because the negotiation was officially over. I planned to drop the burner phone onto the concrete floor and push Amelia securely behind the massive steel safe. I knew I could eliminate two of the targets before they reached the doorway, but the resulting crossfire would be incredibly dangerous. My chest tightened with absolute dread because I had brought the woman I swore to protect directly into a fatal trap.Before my fingers could even touch the grip of my weapon, Amelia stepped directly in front of me. She did not panic, and she did not try to run away from the open

The thick smoke burned my lungs, and I could not see the men shooting at us in the dark. I only heard the loud crack of gunfire bouncing off the stone walls of my childhood home. I reached out to grab my mother to pull her behind the tall pillars, but my hands grasped empty air. A sudden, warm touch brushed against my shoulder. My body reacted before my brain could process the gentle contact. Years of brutal survival training hijacked my nervous system in a fraction of a second. I did not wake up from the nightmare, yet my muscles sprang into lethal action to neutralize the perceived threat. I twisted my torso violently to the left and grabbed the unseen attacker. I used my heavy body weight to flip the threat backward onto the mattress, making sure to roll far away from where my daughter was sleeping. I straddled the person instantly, pinning their shoulders down against the soft sheets. My right hand clamped down hard around a slender throat, and I squeezed my fingers together to