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On my wedding night, I made a vow to Liam Gallo, the most feared man in New York. "If you ever betray me," I whispered, "I will vanish from your life as if I never existed." He laughed, thinking it was a romantic promise. It was an oath. Three years later, I discovered his betrayal. It wasn't just an affair; it was a public humiliation. His mistress, Ava, sent me photos of herself in my places, wearing jewelry he'd given me, taunting me with her presence in my life. And Liam let her. The final blow came at our Hamptons estate. I saw them together, Liam and a triumphant, pregnant Ava, in front of his inner circle. He was choosing her, his pregnant mistress, over his injured wife, demanding I apologize for upsetting her. In my own home, I was an obstacle. In my own marriage, I was a prop. The love I clung to for years finally died. Ava's texts confirmed it all, including a picture of an ultrasound captioned "Our baby," and another of her wearing the necklace he named "Maya's Dawn." So, on the morning after our anniversary party, I enacted my plan. I liquidated my assets, bulldozed the garden he planted for me, and served him divorce papers. Then, with a new identity, I walked out of the service exit and disappeared into the city, leaving the man who broke his vows to the wreckage of the life he destroyed.
Protagonist
: Maya Evans and Liam GalloChapter 1
On my wedding night, I made a vow to Liam Gallo, the most feared man in New York. "If you ever betray me," I whispered, "I will vanish from your life as if I never existed." He laughed, thinking it was a romantic promise. It was an oath.
Three years later, I discovered his betrayal. It wasn't just an affair; it was a public humiliation. His mistress, Ava, sent me photos of herself in my places, wearing jewelry he'd given me, taunting me with her presence in my life. And Liam let her.
The final blow came at our Hamptons estate. I saw them together, Liam and a triumphant, pregnant Ava, in front of his inner circle. He was choosing her, his pregnant mistress, over his injured wife, demanding I apologize for upsetting her.
In my own home, I was an obstacle. In my own marriage, I was a prop. The love I clung to for years finally died.
Ava's texts confirmed it all, including a picture of an ultrasound captioned "Our baby," and another of her wearing the necklace he named "Maya's Dawn."
So, on the morning after our anniversary party, I enacted my plan. I liquidated my assets, bulldozed the garden he planted for me, and served him divorce papers. Then, with a new identity, I walked out of the service exit and disappeared into the city, leaving the man who broke his vows to the wreckage of the life he destroyed.
Chapter 1
Maya POV:
The day I married Liam Gallo, the most feared man in New York, I made him a vow. It wasn't the one we exchanged before God and our families. It was one I whispered to him later, in the dark of our wedding night, my head on his chest, the rhythm of his heart a steady drum beneath my ear.
"I love you more than my own life, Liam. You gave me a life," I'd said, my hand tracing the faint scar on his side, a mirror of the one on my own. The kidney he'd given me-the blood debt that bound me to him. "But if you ever betray me," I'd continued, my voice suddenly brittle as ice, "I will vanish from your life as if I never existed."
He had laughed, a low, rumbling sound of pure arrogance. He'd kissed me then, a deep, possessive kiss that tasted of power and forever. He thought it was a romantic promise. A declaration of how completely I was his.
He was wrong. It was an oath.
Now, three years later, I hold a slim, untraceable burner phone to my ear, its plastic cool against my skin. The city glitters below me through the floor-to-ceiling windows of our Manhattan penthouse, a kingdom of light that feels like a prison.
"Everything is ready, Mami," I say, my voice a low murmur.
"The accounts are open. The identity is clean. Maya Evans exists," my mother's voice comes back, steady and calm. She'd made her own escape from a powerful, cruel man twenty years ago. She was the architect of my new life. My only ally.
On the massive television screen across the room, Liam's face is plastered across the news, broadcast to the world. He's standing at a podium, handsome and charismatic, the perfect picture of a philanthropist. He's dedicating the new Gallo Tower, the crown jewel of his family's legitimate empire.
He dedicates it to me.
"To my beautiful wife, Maya," he says, his smile so convincing it almost makes me doubt my own sanity. "The light of my life. My dawn."
A wave of nausea rolls through me. It's all a lie. The entire thing is a lie.
My other phone, my real phone, buzzes on the marble countertop. I don't need to look. I know it's her. Ava. His goomah.
The texts have been coming for weeks. Not just taunts about their affair, but a deeper, more dangerous kind of disrespect. Photos of her in his cars, at his private clubs. Territories reserved for the Don's wife, and his wife alone. She's not just sleeping with my husband; she's trying on my life.
And Liam is letting her.
My eyes land on the velvet box on my vanity. Inside is the "Maya's Dawn" necklace. A cascade of blue diamonds he'd given me last month, a "spontaneous" gift.
The lie burns like acid in my throat. I saw a picture of it on Ava's neck in a text from three weeks ago. He hadn't commissioned it for me. He'd simply reclaimed it from his mistress to bestow upon his wife.
A symbol of his ownership, passed from one property to the next.
I end the call with my mother. My hands are steady as I walk to my desk. Tucked inside a leather-bound copy of The Count of Monte Cristo are the divorce papers. My lawyer, a man completely outside the Gallo family's reach, had them drawn up last week.
Our anniversary is in two days.
I will serve them to him then. A formal declaration of war.
The vow I made was not a promise. It was a prophecy. And I'm about to fulfill it.
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Chapter 1
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 3
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Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 7
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Chapter 8
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Chapter 9
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Chapter 10
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Chapter 11
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Chapter 12
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Chapter 13
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Chapter 14
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Chapter 15
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Chapter 16
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Chapter 17
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Chapter 18
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Chapter 19
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Chapter 20
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Chapter 21
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Chapter 22
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Chapter 23
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Chapter 24
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Chapter 25
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Chapter 26
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Chapter 27
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