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Too Late To Apologize, Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 917    |    Released on: 24/11/2025

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t pierced the air. She abandoned me

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arms. He spun her around, laughing. It was a

showy, making sure the c

alked into the lobby, Lola hanging off his arm like an exp

t beaten moments ago, exchanged nervou

ations, Mr

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the adoration. He raise

uthorizing a five-thousand-dollar bonus for eve

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s a f

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of silver. One bent hinge. A fragment of the photo-just

finger at me. She was safe in Dante's

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toward me, his hands raised in a placating gesture. "It's ju

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injuries, but she waile

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"Go home. We'll talk about your

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Too Late To Apologize, Mr. Billionaire
Too Late To Apologize, Mr. Billionaire
“For seven years, I scrubbed floors, cooked books, and hid my identity as the Vitiello heiress just to test if Dante Moretti loved me for me, not my father's power. But the massive digital billboard in Times Square froze the blood in my veins. It wasn't my face next to his under the headline "The King and his new Queen." It was a cocktail waitress named Lola. When I walked into the lobby to confront him, Lola slapped me across the face and crushed my late mother's locket under her stiletto heel. Dante didn't defend me. He didn't even look sorry. "You're useful, like a stapler," he sneered, checking his watch. "But a King needs a Queen, not a boring clerk. You can stay on as my mistress if you want to keep your job." He thought I was a nobody. He thought he could use me to launder his money and then discard me like trash. He didn't realize that the only reason he wasn't in federal prison was because I was protecting him. I wiped the blood from my lip and pulled out a secure satellite phone. Dante laughed. "Who are you calling? Your mommy?" I stared him dead in the eyes as the line connected. "The pact is void, Papa," I whispered. "Burn them all." Ten minutes later, the glass doors shattered as my father's military helicopters descended onto the street. Dante fell to his knees, realizing too late that he hadn't just lost a secretary. He had just declared war on the Capo dei Capi.”
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