Mafia Books for Women
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The Betrayed Mafia Princess's Vengeance
I was three days away from marrying the Underboss of the Fazio crime family when I unlocked his burner phone. The screen glowed toxic bright in the dark next to my sleeping fiancé. A message from a contact saved as 'Little Trouble' read: "She is just a statue, Dante. Come back to bed." Attached was a photo of a woman lying in the sheets of his private office, wearing his shirt. My heart didn't break; it simply stopped. For eight years, I believed Dante was the hero who pulled me from a burning opera house. I played the perfect, loyal Mafia Princess for him. But heroes don't give their mistresses rare pink diamonds while giving their fiancées cubic zirconia replicas. He didn't just cheat. He humiliated me. He defended his mistress over his own soldiers in public. He even abandoned me on the side of the road on my birthday because she faked a pregnancy emergency. He thought I was weak. He thought I would accept the fake ring and the disrespect because I was just a political pawn. He was wrong. I didn't cry. Tears are for women who have options. I had a strategy. I walked into the bathroom and dialed a number I hadn't dared to call in a decade. "Speak," a voice like gravel growled on the other end. Lorenzo Moretti. The Capo of the rival family. The man my father called the Devil. "The wedding is off," I whispered, staring at my reflection. "I want an alliance with you, Enzo. And I want the Fazio family burned to the ground."/0/97873/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106220605&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Don's Betrayal, My Unstoppable Rise
For seven years, I was the perfect, silent wife to Dante De Luca, the Don of the Chicago Outfit. Our marriage was a contract, signed only because his true love, Isabella, left him at the altar. Then, she came back. He made me watch as he chose her, again and again. He took her into a dark closet for Seven Minutes in Heaven, emerging with a fresh love bite on her neck. Then, she framed me for stealing her diamond necklace. "She's a thief, Dante, just like her mother!" Isabella wailed. My husband didn't hesitate. He shoved me against a table and had his men throw me into the family's private holding cell. He knew it was a setup, but he still called me trash, not fit to clean her shoes. I finally understood. I was never his wife. I was just a "low-cost placeholder," a body in his bed until Isabella returned. I was disposable. So when I was finally released, I walked away. His biggest rival was waiting for me with a job offer: Chief Design Director. I would compete against Dante for the city's biggest contract, using the very architectural designs he stole from me and gave to his mistress. I would build an empire on the ashes of his pride./0/74564/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250430183411&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tempted by the bratva
Sophia Williams never asked for a life entangled with the Russian mafia. But when she unknowingly becomes the key to Mikhail Ivanov's dark world, there's no escaping the consequences. Mikhail, a ruthless mafia enforcer, has seen the worst the world has to offer. Cold, calculating, and driven by loyalty to the Bratva, he never believed in love-until Sophia. Drawn to her defiance, he sees something in her that no one else does. But in his world, the only thing more dangerous than enemies are those you love. Now, forced into a game of power, passion, and betrayal, Mikhail must choose between his loyalty to the Bratva and the woman who might just destroy everything he's built. Sophia's heart is torn between the undeniable attraction to the man who holds her captive and the world she's always known. Is Mikhail truly the monster he seems, or is he a man desperate to protect the only thing that matters-her? In the brutal underworld of the Bratva, love is the ultimate risk. But can Sophia and Mikhail survive the twisted games of power, loyalty, and love that threaten to consume them both?/0/69871/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250426173501&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress's Bodyguard
Scarlett Romano has always lived in the shadow of her powerful mafia family, a gilded cage where rebellion is her only escape. She navigates underground clubs and dangerous thrills, defying the control of her domineering father. But when an assassination attempt shakes her world, her freedom is replaced by a new prison: a brooding, unyielding bodyguard named Adrian Cross. Adrian is a man running from his past. A former soldier with scars he keeps hidden, he takes the job protecting Scarlett reluctantly, drawn into the mafia's web to settle an old debt. Her fiery defiance clashes with his cold discipline, but beneath the constant bickering lies a magnetic tension neither can ignore. As Adrian delves into the mystery behind the attempts on Scarlett's life, he uncovers a tangled web of betrayal within her family. When Scarlett is kidnapped by a rival mafia faction, Adrian embarks on a daring mission to save her, risking everything for the woman who has become his reason to fight. Scarlett, no longer content to be a pawn in her father's empire, discovers strength she never knew she had, transforming from a reckless heiress into a formidable force. Together, Scarlett and Adrian must navigate a world of shifting alliances, buried secrets, and the thin line between duty and desire. Will they survive the darkness threatening to consume them, or will love become their greatest vulnerability?/0/83794/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106203058&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pampered by the Ruthless Boss: A Deceptive Sweetness
My last memory was the smell of ancient celluloid in a 21st-century archive, then a sharp chest pain. I woke up to the stench of gin and stale perfume, trapped in a stranger's body, in 1920s Chicago. My own mother, a faded vaudeville dancer, sold me to a notorious gang boss, Artie Gallo, for a sapphire cloche hat. I found a flicker of connection with Leo, the kind projectionist, and risked everything to steal medicine for the starving poor. But when Artie discovered our secret, Leo, the only person I' d dared to trust, pointed a trembling finger at me. "She made me do it." The betrayal was a physical blow, worse than the whip that lashed my back in Artie's cursed cellar. They threw me back in my room, broken and left to fester. The film, my last connection to my old life, gone with him. My body healed, but my soul was twisted into something cold and hard. How could he? How could the one pure thing I found in this nightmare turn out to be the cruelest blade? When I finally emerged, adorned in garish makeup and a deceptively sweet smile, the old Clara was gone. I would become the woman Artie wanted, the woman this brutal world demanded. And I would make sure everyone who ever wronged me paid the price, even if it meant burying every last piece of my humanity./0/56887/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240704112804&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Deceived Into Marriage By The Mafia King
Melinda Davids is a double orphan who lives with her grandmother. However, she is the most hated person in the family. Her siblings hates her because their grandmother told them that her mother was the reason of their parents' failed marriage. Her grandmother hates her because she is the granddaughter of her old nemesis. Leonardo Valentino is the beloved son of Grandma Valentino. He is now the Mafia Don. He is a cold, ruthless killer and everyone is afraid of him. He may be strong in the outside but he is broken in the inside. He hates women because his mother abandoned him the minute he was born. He was thrown at his grandmother's gate the moment he was born. His father hated him because he lost his beloved sweetheart on that fateful day. Unfortunately since his mom was a one night stand and nobody saw her when she placed him next to the gates. The guards were inside and only heard the sound of a baby crying, nobody saw the woman. His father usually sleeps with different women every time he goes to a club, he couldn't remember who he impregnated. That's the reason why his fiancée left him. DNA test was made and indeed this was his grandson which made Grandma Valentino very excited. He did not care about the fact that her son did not want this baby. So she decided to raise him like his own. She decided to teach him the business so that she can hand over everything to him. Even though his grandmother took care of him very well, which he is grateful for that but he was still broken. If there is one thing her did not want in his life, is having a woman by his side. Leonardo's and Melinda's grandmothers both made an arranged marriage for their grandchildren. Unfortunately Melinda's grandparents and mother died when she was very young which resulted in her being raised by her father's family. Grandma Valentino did not know how to execute the contract they both signed with her friend until she decided that she will hand over everything if her grandson Marries Melinda. Leonardo is very angry at his grandmother's condition especially because he hates women, in fact he wants no relationship with anyone. Melinda does not believe in marriage but the whippings she gets from her grandmother from time to time makes her pray for marriage. Melinda thinks she is signing an employment contract when at the actual fact she was signing a marriage contract with the devil. She is now the legal wife of a Mafia Don without her being fully aware of it until she discovers it at a dinner party. She does not object of it because she want anything that can make her get away from her grandmother. However, one is an ordinary girl and the other one is a mafia don. They both do not believe in marriage. Will they give this marriage a chance just as their grandmothers wished? Or they will decide to end it?/0/70341/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260610191934&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Pregnant Bride
"It won't be a straight death from where you're standing." I blink, turning around. "What?" But he doesn't give me a reply. At least not yet. Instead, he takes hold of my arms in his large, gloved hands, and pulls me to him so that we are standing toe to toe. "What are you doing?" I whisper. This new position has brought us closer. So close that if I stand on my toes, and he dips his head down a bit, I'd probably have the best kiss... "If you fall from here, the possibility of you dying immediately is 98% at the very least," He begins as I stare at him with my mouth slightly agape. "Falling from where you stood before is about 35% lesser. You'd die eventually, maybe after a night or two of trying to revive your shattered bones, but not immediately." Having made his point, he steps back from me and climbs down the somewhat elevated platform. "Did you just make way for me to kill myself?" I murmur, feeling like I'm losing my mind all over again. What kind of a man is this? *** Sonia's life is going great one minute and then takes a spin for the worse when she is betrayed, gets pregnant and worse, is told that she will be getting married to Italian mafia heir, Anthony Romero, who doesn't mind raising another man's child. She abhors the idea, but having also recently been disowned by her father, she has no choice but to accept the marriage proposal if she wants protection for herself and her child. But she has questions. Why would a sane man from her world want to raise a child that isn't his? Surely they're ulterior motives in play. *** Anthony Romano gave up on love a very long time ago and swore never to let another woman in. Then in comes this one woman he calls 'wife', breaking down walls he spent years building. But he's not about to let some flimsy feelings get in the way of his one need./0/97874/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106220603&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia Princess's Fall, Cartel Queen's Rise
The man I was about to marry was going to kill my father. I just didn't know it yet. I thought my wedding to the ruthless Don, Dante De Luca, was a love match that would finally bring peace between our warring families. But at the altar, instead of a ring, he revealed our engagement was a lie. It was a long con to avenge his aunt—my own mother—whom my senator father had secretly murdered. Then he shot my father dead in front of me. I was wounded trying to stop him and woke up his prisoner. The man I loved told me our entire relationship was just "business." He abandoned me to his new partner, a woman named Isabella, who made it clear I was nothing more than a loose end. He cut off all contact, erasing me completely, leaving me alone as the tainted daughter of a dead drug lord they called 'The Scorpion.' My whole life was a lie. My mother had been a spy for the enemy family she married into. My father was a monster. And Dante, my fiancé—my own cousin—had meticulously used my love to destroy everything I had ever known. So I let Alessia Gallo die. I disappeared and became Alma, a ghost in the cartel underworld, determined to finish the mission my mother started. Years later, he walked into my cantina, a man on a mission. He didn't recognize the hardened woman I'd become, and this time, he was the one walking into my trap./1/120401/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260616112355&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Syndicate's Queen
I was standing at the cathedral altar, ready to sign the sacred mafia marriage pact with Leo, my fiancé of three years. But right before my pen touched the vellum, the heavy oak doors burst open. A club dancer stumbled in, clutching her stomach. "I'm carrying the twin heirs of the Falcone Family!" Leo dropped the pen and abandoned me in front of the entire underworld to coddle his mistress. Back at our penthouse, he ordered me to wash fruit for her and pack my bags. When the mistress intentionally threw boiling water and pure alcohol on my skin, Leo held her protectively. "You stubborn, psychotic bitch! She was only trying to help you!" He then locked me out on the balcony in a freezing downpour, ultimately leaving me to be cornered by street thugs in a dark underpass. I had endured his constant coldness and swallowed his endless betrayals for the sake of our families' alliance, only to be discarded like garbage for a cartel corner-girl's fake pregnancy. My twenty years of absolute loyalty had been nothing but a massive, pathetic joke. Watching the thugs approach in the dark, I didn't panic or beg for Leo to save me. Because from the deeper shadows stepped Don Gabriel—the ruthless, terrifying Boss of the ruling Syndicate. I looked right at the devil himself and accepted his marriage proposal, ready to become his Queen and bury Leo's entire family in rubble./0/90991/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251221160542&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price Of Us (MM)
Bruises. That's all Louis has ever known. At twenty-seven, you'd think he'd have escaped the violent grip of his abusive father-but breaking free from the man who raised you, no matter how monstrous, is never simple. Life has never gone easy on Louis, and now, he carries a secret that'll finally get him killed by his father: his sexuality. He hides it, suffocates it, tries to erase it-but it never leaves him. All he needs is a savior. Someone to pull him from the dark hole he's sinking in. But hope has never been more than a cruel fantasy-and he's long since stopped believing in rescue. Then comes Elias Montgomery. The most feared and ruthless Don in the Midwest. Silent. Disciplined. Calculating. And utterly alone. No one dares cross Elias. He keeps his enemies close, and the traitors? Six feet under. Love has never been part of the equation, not after what happened the last time. So, what happens when, against all odds, Elias crosses paths with Louis? Will he bury the tension-and the dangerous spark between them-for the sake of his image and empire. Or will he risk it all for a boy who's known nothing but pain?/0/56575/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240725221027&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Inlove
Bang! Bang! Loud gunshots all around. I look around to find my son and my wife, they are missing, d*mn. "Daddy Zach!" I heard my son scream at their damn father. A long short story, I will explain it, but soon. "D*mn, baby come here to papa Rus!" I called the twins and they immediately came. "Where is your dad?" I'm nervous to ask here. They are crying. "Okay, shhhh papa Rus is here, don't cry baby." "Papa Rus, dada and papa Zach are missing.." cried one of the twins. "Okay, I'll find them okay?" He nodded while wiping away the tears. I really need to find them, especially my Sail. "Stay here and don't ever go out okay?" I kissed them both on the forehead before leaving. I never thought that one of our enemy's men would be able to shoot me, I was shot in the shoulder. I saw Sail on the side, he was sitting with his yellow hands covering his ears, I look at Zach who is fighting Helvet, our enemy. I first shot the gun at the person standing next to me, it hit him right. "Sail! Shhh let's go!" I tried to pull it but he didn't want to leave Zach. "No! Zach, Zach is here I won't leave him!" I sighed and carried him in a bridal style, it was struggling but I was strong, I lowered it to where the twins were hiding. "Please Rus, bring Zach back." I slowly nod even though feeling a heavy feeling inside my chest. He loves Zach. I went to the devil who was shooting a while ago. "Zach! Let's go!" I called here during the shooting, when he saw me he yelled at me angrily. "F*ck you left them?!" He responded angrily to me. "Sail wants me to go back with you so shut up!" I left there to go to Sail but then... Helvet... he was holding the twins while Sail was lying on his chin, Sail is dead... and my son in his tummy... my son.. yes Sail is pregnant with my child./1/114457/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260611193621&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: Taming The Ruthless Tycoon
Gemma expected the tearing agony of the bullet wound that had just ended her life. Instead, her trembling fingers met the cool, smooth friction of heavy silk. She stared into the mirror. Her face was flawless, completely devoid of the jagged scar that had marred her cheek for the last five years. It was exactly ten years ago. The day of her engagement party to the ruthless billionaire, Brion Hubbard. In her past life, her "best friend" Katelyn convinced her to run away with a scheming scumbag. Katelyn claimed Brion was a heartless tyrant who would ruin her. Gemma had foolishly believed those fake tears. That choice led to her family's bankruptcy, her brutal disfigurement, and ultimately, a fatal bomb explosion. The only person who tried to save her was Brion, his blood-soaked body shielding hers from the blast. She even realized too late that the strawberry cream cakes she always made for him were full of dairy. He wasn't leaving to cheat on her. He was locking himself in a medical bay, fighting fatal allergic shock, just to accept a tiny scrap of her affection. Gemma had been so incredibly blind. Why did she trust the venomous snakes who destroyed her, while hating the man who died for her? Hearing Katelyn frantically knocking on the dressing room door, urging her to run away again, a towering hatred surged through Gemma's veins. This time, she wasn't going to run. She was going to expose the traitors, take back her family's wealth, and claim the tyrant for herself./1/102099/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106222217&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Breaking The Mafia Lord's Golden Cage
I stood next to the most dangerous man in Chicago, smiling for the cameras while my phone vibrated against my leg. I was the perfect mafia wife—a well-dressed pet in a gilded cage. But the message on my screen shattered everything. It was a photo of my husband, Dante, with his assistant, Jade. She wasn't just straddling him; she was wearing the shark tooth bracelet—a sacred war trophy Dante swore was locked in our safe. He lied to my face when I asked about it. Then came the video. I watched as he told her I was "barren" and a "failing appliance" he planned to shelf once she gave him a son. After two years of trying for a baby, he was mocking my pain to his mistress. He thought I would just cry. He thought a black Amex card and a trip to Paris would buy my silence. He believed I was too weak to survive without his protection. He was wrong. I didn't just leave. I took his grandmother's wedding ring to a jeweler and made him melt it down with a blowtorch until it was nothing but an ugly lump of gold. Then, I sent his darkest secrets to the FBI. It was time for Elena Paletti to die./0/72376/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250406212937&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Sweet Revenge Against The Mafia Boss
The Plan was simple "First I work my way into his empire, then I become one of his bodyguards-should be pretty easy considering I've been training for this moment my entire life. But to take him down, I'll need to access his hidden records. But the real question is how...?" ****************** Her Pregnant mother murdered in cold blood. Her father and twin brother burnt to ashes right before her eyes. Carrie's world is torn apart in a single night by none other than The Reaper- a notorious Mafia Boss who's very name conjures fear and death. Now a full blown assassin but working part-time as a nurse, and haunted by the memories of her past, Carrie is consumed by a single obsession: revenge. When fate hands her a twisted opportunity -Victor, the only son of the Reaper, brings in his fiancée for emergency surgery after a tragic accident-Carrie seizes her chance. She switches places with her, infiltrating Victor's household as his bride-to-be, intending to use him to get to his father and her main target, The Reaper. In this unlikely romance, Carrie must navigate through a dangerous web of lies, secrets, and her own internal conflict. What happens when her mission of vengeance clashes with a force she never saw coming-Love? ******************* "Ha! I knew you wouldn't have the guts to do it, even with the knife to my throat" "I'm a trained assassin who kills for a living. Only one thing stands between you and death" "And what is that?" "The love I have for your son"/0/81293/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106195130&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Angel Who Saved Him Twice
My name is Marcus Costello, heir to a New York crime family, and today I was meant to choose my future wife from a lineup of my elite bodyguards, the "Guardian Angels." My mother, the Donna, sat across from me with their photos, but my mind was miles away, trapped in a dim, dusty warehouse by the docks. I remembered the smell of stale water and fear, and the agonizing pain of my own blood. In my first life, I chose Seraphina "Sera" Rossi, my beautiful childhood crush, Angel One. When rivals kidnapped me, I called her, my wife, my top guard, but she dismissed me, too "busy" seeing Leo Maxwell, the man she truly loved. She left me to be tortured for hours before a bullet ended it. The last thing I remembered was a desperate cry: Winter "Winn" Hayes, Angel Ten, found me, fought like a demon, and died trying to shield my already broken body. Her loyalty was a stark contrast to Sera's unforgivable treachery. Now, I was blinking back to reality, realizing I was sent back in time, back before the betrayal, to the moment of choice. A wave of nausea hit me as I saw Sera's arrogant smile on the top photo. I pushed her photo aside, then another, and another, until my hand stopped on the last one, Winter Hayes, Winn. "This one," I said, my voice steady, laying her photo on the table. My mother was surprised, but this time, I wouldn't be a fool. I had a second chance, and this time, I would live./0/58297/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241214064744&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vengeance Embrace
In a world of shadows and secrets, Eisley, a deadly assassin, embarks on a perilous mission to eliminate Mr. Night, to save her ex-boyfriend in distress. Little did she know that her greatest weakness, an allergic reaction to roses, would lead her down a path she never anticipated. When faced with an overwhelming scent of roses, her failed attempt only leads to an unforeseen turn of events. Instead of meeting her demise, Mr. Night spares her life and claims her as his possession. Eisley grapples with the unexpected, torn between her trained instincts and an enigmatic captor who gradually unravels her defenses, capturing her heart in his own twisted way. As Eisley delves deeper into the enigma that is Mr. Night, she discovers a man of complexity, both dangerous and caring in his own peculiar manner. Their journey together transforms them into a formidable duo, feared and coveted by all. However, the challenges they face are immense, with enemies closing in from every direction, eager to dismantle their empire. Love becomes their guiding light in a world that conspires against them, and Eisley finds herself standing at a crossroads, torn between loyalty and an unanticipated love. Amidst a backdrop of romance, suspense, and intrigue, their entwined destinies unfold in a high-stakes battle for survival. Eisley must rely on her lethal skills and the depths of her heart to navigate a treacherous path filled with peril and uncertainty. Will she remain true to her original mission or surrender to the alluring power of love? Brace yourself for a captivating tale that will keep you enthralled until the final page, where danger and desire collide in an unforgettable climax./0/70030/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250908091531&imageMogr2/format/webp)
UNDER THE DON'S COMMAND
His hand shot out, gripping her chin tighter, forcing her to meet his eyes "listen carefully and make sure this words stick in your head" "You belong to me, I own you. No matter how far you run.. i will find you and then the next time you try to escape, I will make sure you are in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. Do you understand?" Rosa's body shook as his words sank in, each one a cold sharp blade, she nodded unable to form words. ____________ Sold to Italy's most feared mafia don to repay her father's debt, Rosa's life becomes a prison. Her only way out? Escape - even if it means running while eight months pregnant. But one wrong move leads to betrayal, a bullet, and her disappearance. Years later, Rosa reemerges as Jia -a new name, a new life, a loving husband, and twin children. She's finally free... or so she thinks. When fate brings her face to face with Silvio, the man she fled, Jia must hide the truth at all costs. But with each encounter, danger grows - and so does a forbidden attraction/1/119777/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f39475473f18821db324b654761a162&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Divorced Wife He Could Never Afford
I spent ten years building a mafia empire with my husband, Julian, taking bullets and laundering millions to make him the untouchable Don. But today, he slid a fifty million dollar divorce settlement across the boardroom table, demanding I step down to make room for his naive new mistress. He stripped me of my titles and gave her my Underboss pendant. He fabricated rumors of my infidelity to ruin my reputation in the Underworld, just to build a spotless pedestal for her. When I was bleeding out in a turf war, he let her hang up my desperate call for backup. "Julian had a stressful day, please do not bother him with your gang drama." He didn't even apologize. Instead, he threatened to feed me to rival families if I didn't disappear, leaving me completely isolated and hunted by assassins. Ten years of hiding bodies and surviving for his sake were reduced to a severance package. I stared at the man who once slaughtered an entire syndicate just to crown me his Queen, feeling nothing but a suffocating betrayal. How could he abandon our blood-soaked vows for a cheap replica playing a dangerous game? I didn't cry or beg him to remember us. I calmly signed the papers, stepped out of his fortress, and initiated a live broadcast to the highest judges of the Commission, leaking the corrupt ledgers that would burn his empire to the ground./1/100379/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106220932&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Chose The Mistress, I Took Everything
On the night of our fifth anniversary, I wasn't drinking champagne. I was standing in the shadows of my husband's study, clutching an encrypted drive I found taped behind our wedding photo. It contained the blueprints to a life Dante was building with another woman—Sofia Ricci, the daughter of our sworn enemy. He wasn't just cheating on me. He was using the Port Redevelopment project I had spent two years designing to launder the money he needed to run away with her. When I confronted him, Dante didn't beg for forgiveness. He looked at me with the cold indifference of a Capo and told me to fix my face for dinner. The humiliation didn't stop there. He forced me to share a car with his mistress while my ankle was swollen and throbbing from a fall. He fussed over Sofia’s "delicate" motion sickness while ignoring my pain completely. "Elena is sturdy," he dismissed. Sturdy. Like a mule. Like a table he owned. He even stripped me of my rank, handing my multi-million dollar operation to Sofia simply because she had a "vision" for glass walls. He thought I was just a compliant wife, a placeholder to keep his books clean while he played house with his true love. He forgot that while he was the muscle, I was the architect. So, at the Family Gala, wearing a backless revenge dress, I didn't just ask for a separation. I threw a glass of champagne in his face and announced to the entire underworld that the accounts were empty. I didn't just leave him. I took the encryption keys, the money, and his entire future with me./0/65650/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241130190457&imageMogr2/format/webp)
