Chapter 343: Chapter 127 Naomis Desperate Trap

Dominic’s POV

I was at my breaking point. Gemma had endured a terrifying encounter with Marcus yesterday in the territory, all because she momentarily dismissed her bodyguard outside the jewelry store. That exiled bastard had crossed every line the Thorne family had drawn, and I was determined to make him pay with blood.

When I called Daniel, he suggested that Gemma should file a complaint with our contacts in the police department, but she was deeply traumatized by the attack. Despite barely sleeping, she insisted on going to her position at Caleb’s legitimate front company today, which only intensified my murderous rage.

I arrived at Zenith Systems headquarters in a foul mood. Dealing with Marcus, this persistent threat to our family’s honor, was my priority. He had dared to put his filthy hands on my woman again, and I wouldn’t let this betrayal stand. The old fool had forgotten that exile didn’t mean immunity from Thorne justice.

My mind was consumed with thoughts of Gemma and the child she carried. The stress and fury became overwhelming as I imagined what could have happened. Without hesitation, I grabbed my jacket and left the office, my hand instinctively checking the Glock holstered beneath my suit.

When I reached the underground garage and approached my Maserati, I was stunned by the audacity of the woman waiting for me. Nancy was draped across my car’s hood like some cheap streetwalker, dressed in an obscenely short dress that screamed desperation.

"Nancy, get off my car. I have family business to attend to," I demanded, having zero patience for this deplorable woman who had sold herself to every rival family’s bed.

"My goodness, Dominic, so tense! That little shopkeeper of yours clearly doesn’t know how to service a capo properly," Nancy replied with biting sarcasm, sliding off the hood with practiced seduction.

"Shut your mouth and leave. Now." What little restraint I had was rapidly disappearing, my trigger finger itching.

"Don’t be so harsh, Dominic. I’m here specifically to relieve that tension and remind you what a real woman feels like." Nancy slithered toward me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I’ll show you how much you used to crave me back then."

"You truly are shameless." I pried her manicured claws from my neck and stepped back. "What happened, Nancy? Did the rival families finally get tired of your services?"

"Don’t be stupid, Dominic!" Her composure nearly cracked. "You know your father was the one who pursued me when he still had power."

"Oh, were you some innocent, defenseless virgin? Please, Nancy. You knew exactly what game you were playing when you spread your legs for anyone with territory. You just didn’t anticipate me helping Caleb strip Marcus of everything." I gave her an icy smile that had made grown men piss themselves.

"Dominic, some of us have to fight to survive in this world," she replied, no longer smiling, her mask slipping.

"In your case, you weren’t fighting for survival. You sold your body for access to our operations and protection money. But you know what? I should thank you for leaving with that worthless exile. It saved me from becoming a pathetic fool like Marcus. Now get out of my way before I forget you’re still breathing under our family’s mercy."

"You’re just upset, but I know the cure for that kind of stress." Nancy smiled predatorily and in one swift movement, opened the door of the car next to mine and shoved me inside, making me fall onto the leather seat.

Without hesitation, she hiked up her dress to her hips and straddled me, grinding against me like the practiced whore she was. As I struggled to get up, she pulled down the top of her dress, exposing her surgically enhanced breasts, and threw herself at me.

I managed to hold her back by gripping her shoulders, but she persisted in trying to mount me like I was some mark she could manipulate.

"Remember, Dominic, how much you used to crave my body? All the power games we played together? I know you remember." Nancy was speaking with a seductive voice that only disgusted me further. "Look at my new size. Aren’t they perfect? A little gift from your dear father’s connections. Don’t you want to play with them like before?"

"Get off me, you diseased bitch!" Anxiety was building inside me. In the confined space of the car’s backseat, I could barely move without giving her what she wanted.

"Oh, darling, just touch them, you’ll remember why you kept me around." She grabbed my hand, attempting to place it on one of her silicon-enhanced tits.

I tried to avoid touching her contaminated flesh, but I needed to escape, and there was only one way—I had to make this snake believe I was interested.

"You know what, Nancy, you really want me to fuck you like the whore you are, don’t you?" I asked, struggling to contain the homicidal fury in my voice.

"Yes. I’m dying to feel your body against mine again. And I know you want me too, not that boring little girl." She looked at me with lustful greed, thinking she had won.

"I’ll fuck you, but you know I prefer to take my whores from behind like the animals they are." I saw her eyes light up with triumph—the plan was working perfectly.

"Finally! The Dominic I remember, ruthless and hungry for me. I’ll make you forget that pathetic shopgirl forever."

With a victorious smile, she climbed off me and positioned herself. I waited for her to turn around on all fours like the bitch she was, then quickly stood up, got into my car, and peeled out of the garage. In my rearview mirror, I caught her hateful glare when she realized she’d been played by a master.

"What the hell was that?" I muttered to myself, punching the steering wheel hard enough to crack it. I would need to tell Gemma about this incident, and it would stress her out when she needed to stay calm for our heir’s sake. But I had no choice—I couldn’t risk Nancy doing what Beatrix had done and sending compromising photos to destroy my woman’s trust again.

I drove straight to Caleb’s legitimate front company but decided to speak with Xavier before seeing Gemma. I told my consigliere about the absurd ambush in our family’s garage, and he agreed I needed to inform Gemma immediately.

"Brother, what about Beatrix?" Xavier asked, his hand resting on his concealed weapon.

"After the beating Gemma gave her, she disappeared into whatever hole spawned her, and I’m actually relieved about that," I replied.

"Then let Gemma handle Nancy the same way." Xavier laughed darkly at his own suggestion.

"Xavier, Gemma is carrying my heir!" I reminded him sharply. "Besides, Nancy isn’t some spoiled princess—she’s a venomous snake trained by my father’s enemies."

"True. We might need to handle this one ourselves..."

After strategizing with Xavier about potential threats, I went to find my woman. She was so engrossed in her financial work for Caleb’s operations that she didn’t notice my arrival; I had to call out to get her attention.

"My handsome! What brings the capo here?" She stood and came to give me a kiss that calmed my murderous thoughts.

"I came to escort you. We need to visit our police contacts to file charges against Marcus, and then we’re meeting Vincenzo at the shopping district to buy gifts for grandma," I explained, wrapping my arms protectively around her waist.

"Are you alright? You seem more tense than usual." Gemma studied my face with those perceptive eyes.

"Actually, something happened..." We sat down, and I told Gemma about Nancy’s pathetic ambush in the garage. By the time I finished, she was livid with protective rage.

"Tell me something, when you were born, did your mother coat you with honey instead of blessing you? For heaven’s sake, I’ve never seen anything like this—these bitches swarm around you like vultures to fresh kill! It’s exhausting being your woman." She was angry, but I found her possessive reaction so amusing I couldn’t help but laugh.

"You tell me, what is it about me that, according to you, makes these whores target me?" I smiled wickedly at her.

"You arrogant bastard, you know you’re devastatingly handsome for a killer," she said, making my smile grow wider with masculine pride.

"Don’t be mad, I’m completely yours, body and soul!"

"I’m going to find that Nancy bitch and do worse than what I did to Beatrix."

"Gemma, you can’t—you’re carrying our heir, and I won’t put our bloodline at risk. And Nancy isn’t as naive as Beatrix; she knows how to fight dirty."

"You’re right, I have to think about our baby first. I’ll just have to wait until after I give birth before I destroy that parasite."

"Oh, my jealous queen! I love your fire! Come on, let’s visit our contacts at the precinct. Daniel has already obtained the security footage from the jewelry store. Afterward, we’ll meet Vincenzo at the mall. Carmen can’t join us because she has ballet lessons. They’re both excited about the family trip." I pulled her into my arms and gave her a possessive kiss that marked her as mine.