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Jilted By The Don: The Heiress Awakens

Chapter 3 Chapter 3

Word Count: 615    |    Released on: 22/05/2026

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Jilted By The Don: The Heiress Awakens
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“I bled beside Dominic for ten years, helping him rise from a scarred street soldier to the most feared Mafia Don in the city. But on the day I planned to tell him about the eight-week-old heartbeat inside me, he canceled our wedding to marry an eighteen-year-old girl. He told me he craved her innocence, untouched by the filth of our business. His new bride faked an injury to frame me. Without hesitation, Dominic stripped me of my ring and threw me into a freezing underground cell. Days later, they dragged me out and forced me to chug raw moonshine to prove my submission to his new Queen. The liquid fire tore through my starved stomach. I collapsed and miscarried our baby in a pool of blood right in front of them. Even then, his new wife laughed, pointing at my dying body. "She is using hidden blood packs to manipulate you! She was never pregnant!" Ten years of absolute loyalty and two previous miscarriages on the run, all rewarded with this deadly poison. He walked away, leaving me to die on the cold floor of his club, thinking I was just a stray orphan with nowhere to go. But he didn't know my true bloodline. Six months later, as the Underboss of the rival Marino Family, I rolled up the tinted window of my armored SUV, leaving the crippled, ruined Don begging in the mud.”