The Mafia King's Runaway Genius Wife

Chapter 6 6

Word Count: 619 | Released on: 08/04/2026

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inched, clutching my right side as Damien stormed into the room. He looked like a demon dragge

pare duvet and two pillows onto the cold, dark hardwood floor near the

t as he took in the sight of me huddled on the floor. The g

he Don's command. Low, vibrat

ain in my gut, but my gaze remained locked on his. "Your mother l

it flying across the room. "You are my wife

t, the venom in my voice masking m

clamped his hand around my upper arm. He hauled me to my feet with terrifying ease. A sharp cry e

fro

ugly red marks were already blooming. For a fraction of a second, something akin to disgust flashed in his obs

nstantly with a cruel snee

te bathroom. The heavy glass door slammed shut, f

ess, gnawing beast, sharper than it had been at The Plaza. The cold seeping from the floorboards ma

the edge of the rug, his jaw clenching as he listened to my uncontrollable shivering. It wasn't pity in his eyes; i

rd, he cross

ay, his arms slid under my

sped, weakly pushing a

nto the center of the massive mattress. He threw the heavy Egyptian cotton duvet ove

ay down on the opposite side, facing the other way. We were in the same bed, but an ocean of silent, cold sp

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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.”