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From Mafia Pawn To The Don's Queen

From Mafia Pawn To The Don's Queen

Author: Lan Lan
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1090    |    Released on: 05/01/2026

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of any warmth. "Take the fall for the embezzlement. Or

. They belonged to Chloe, his mistress. But Liam Valenti,

sting his silk cuffs. "She can't handle

he document. I signed away my career as a

ke a prize. He didn't offe

ll on, of course. You'll look

th his mistress, thinking he

iancée. I was the one who laundered his money. I knew

stopped crying. I pulled out a burne

to jail. I wa

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me at the altar. His finger hovered over the tablet scree

he said, his tone flat. "Or the funding

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document on th

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sentence of twenty y

gue. "This isn't my mess. The forensic accounting trail.

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one casual, as if discussing a spilled drink rat

But you... you're a lawyer, Ava. You kn

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ing me to sav

o sacrifice myself

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