Chapter 28
Faced with absolute, unavoidable destruction, Markov frantically agreed to the terms. His hands shook violently as he signed the digital contracts Silas placed before him, legally transferring tens of millions of dollars in pristine, legitimate real estate directly into Annie’s charitable trust. The Russian boss was completely stripped of his power, his wealth, and his dignity in less than ten minutes.
"You are finished in this country, Viktor," Kieran murmured, taking the tablet back. "My men will escort you directly to the airfield. If you ever attempt to return to American soil, you will not live long enough to see the skyline."
Silas and Dante dragged the broken Russian boss and his disarmed bodyguards out of the study, hauling them toward the subterranean exits to avoid the guests above. The room fell into a heavy, ringing silence.
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Kieran stood alone for a moment, the violent tension bleeding out of his broad shoulders. He wiped a small drop of blood from his knuckles with a crisp white handkerchief. The heavy oak doors opened softly, and Annie stepped into the study. She looked at the shattered crystal on the rug and then at her husband, her beautiful face reflecting absolute calm.
"Is the donation finalized, Kieran?" she asked, a dark, brilliant smile touching her lips.
