Chapter 3: Power, Blood, and Consequences
News didn’t leak.
It detonated.
By morning, headlines flooded every major outlet:
“Billionaire’s Wife Attacked Inside Private Hospital Suite”
But what the public didn’t know…
was worse.
Marcus didn’t hold a press conference.
He didn’t make a statement.
He made calls.
Contracts were terminated.
Partnerships dissolved overnight.
Investments quietly withdrawn.
The Rossi family name, once untouchable, began disappearing from boardrooms within hours.
Because Marcus Thorne didn’t believe in revenge.
He believed in erasure.
Meanwhile, in the hospital’s restricted wing, Khloe lay surrounded by machines and quiet urgency.
The baby was still alive.
But fragile.
Every hour mattered.
Marcus sat beside her, unmoving.
For the first time in years…
he looked afraid.
“Stay with me,” he murmured, brushing her hair back gently. “You don’t get to leave. Not now. Not like this.”
Her fingers twitched.
Barely.
But enough.
May you like
And for Marcus…
it was everything.
