“Three years ago, my fiancée Elena left me at the altar on a twisted dare, humiliating me in front of our entire mafia syndicate. Today, she blocked my headquarters with nine armored cars, demanding I divorce my pregnant wife and serve her again. "Hiring a pregnant woman to make me jealous is a bit desperate, Liam," she sneered, tossing a cheap ring at my feet. When I ignored her to escort my wife, Sienna, to her medical checkup, Elena's childhood friend Julian deliberately lunged at Sienna's swollen stomach. I threw myself in the way to take the brutal impact, but the shockwave sent Sienna to the emergency room with a threatened miscarriage. Even as the medical staff scrambled to save my unborn heir, Elena grabbed my sleeve to defend the man who caused it. "He made a mistake! Why are you holding onto a grudge?" she cried, insisting I was just throwing a tantrum to get her attention. For seven years, I took bullets to secure her family's territory, only to be discarded like a stray dog when she got bored. What made her think I would spend three years waiting to be her loyal servant, let alone forgive the attempted murder of my child? Looking at her entitled, delusional face, the last shred of my restraint turned to ash. I pulled out my phone to broadcast the security footage to the entire underworld, and calmly ordered my men to erase her family from existence.”