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He Took My Ear,I Took His Empire

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1112    |    Released on: Today at 17:34

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like a file, dragging me back to a state of consciousness. My

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of having a dead body on their hands

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into the darkened alleyway

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action, straddling me to perfo

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He Took My Ear,I Took His Empire
He Took My Ear,I Took His Empire
“While I looked at the sonogram of our unborn child, my husband-the Don of the Falcone syndicate-handed me a blood-stained business card and ordered me to have an abortion. He claimed our five-year marriage was a lie, a meticulously crafted pageant designed to keep me compliant while he secretly wed the girl I had rescued from a trafficking ring years ago. He shoved a wad of cash into my chest, mocking me for being the daughter of the woman who destroyed his family, and told me to get the procedure done so I could return home to cook dinner for his new bride. When I tried to beg for the man I thought I knew, he laughed, shoved me into the path of his armored SUV, and left me bleeding on the pavement to be collected like refuse. As I lay in the dirt, my phone buzzed with a message from his top Capo, celebrating the end of the Don's five-year deep-cover performance with the "mistress's daughter." I stared at the screen, the agony of my physical wounds eclipsed by the realization that my entire existence had been a sadistic game of vengeance. I needed to know how deep this betrayal went and exactly how much of my body he had already stolen for his sick loyalty tests. With my mother's help, I exposed his family's darkest secrets to the world, and as the sirens wailed, I jumped from the balcony to ensure he would never own me again.”