The Mafia King's Runaway Genius Wife

Author: Huo Wuer

Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 672 | Released on: 08/04/2026

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smuggling ledgers. Three hours of this relentless agony. I pressed a trembling hand to my stomach, f

rotary phone on the mahogany desk rang,

o's voice came through the receiver, sharp and unyielding as

nuckles turning white. "Eleanor, I'm

me off, her tone dripping with absolute disdain. "Your duty

ick

. I was collateral. A piece of property expe

coat and took the keys to the armored Cadillac. The drive through the rai

ffocating like a lavish funeral. I dragged my aching body towar

of New York, was the center of gravity in any room. But he w

ailored sleeve, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered something. Damien let out a low, genuine chuckl

Mafia Queen, yet I was standing in the cold, watching

s swept the room a

ling irritation. He closed the distance between us, his strides measured and heavy with authority. He d

oice a low, dangerous rumble th

d-" I started, my voice weak fr

atient flick of his wrist

enias washed over me. Giselle materialized at hi

ng his arm again. She turned her gaze to me, her eyes dripping with venomous pity as she

tween my ribs. She didn't wait for my response, turni

asked, her voice loud enough fo

a barely per

ion. A final execu

in my chest. I turned away from the glittering chandelier and the whispers of the elite. Damien fell into step

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“I was married to the Dark Don of New York, but to the Trevino family, I was just collateral. While I was suffering from agonizing acute appendicitis, my husband forced me out into the freezing rain just to watch him parade his mistress in front of the city's elite. When I handed him the annulment papers and begged for my freedom, he coldly burned them to ashes right in front of my face. He watched me collapse on the floor in blinding pain, completely ignoring my deathly pale skin. "Stop this pathetic performance. If you aren't ready for the gala by seven, I will throw your grandfather into a state facility." His mistress even mocked my illness, handing me raw oysters with a victorious smirk while he looked at me with pure disgust. I finally understood that in this gilded cage, my life meant absolutely nothing to him. If I stayed, I would die here-either from a ruptured appendix or from his suffocating cruelty. So, I took a heavy dose of painkillers, threw my diamond ring into the river, and emptied the family's hidden safe. When he finally cornered me in a dark alley to drag me back, I shoved the real annulment papers into his chest. "Touch me, and I will scream until every rat in this city hears me." I stepped into the getaway cab, taking the master copies of his smuggling ledgers with me. It was time to burn his empire to the ground.”