Chapter 10 - THE WRATH OF SALVATIERRA
Alejandro returned to his estate exactly as he had left it, feigning despair. Renata approached him in the grand study, offering a glass of expensive bourbon and false comfort. Instead of taking the glass, Alejandro placed the rusted, needle-filled grid on the mahogany table between them. Renata’s face drained of all color. She panicked and reached for the silver revolver hidden in the desk drawer, but Dominic Vale stepped from the shadows, his hand clamping over her wrist with bone-crushing force. The empire she had tried to steal had just become her inescapable cage.
