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She Took The Crown And His Empire

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 888    |    Released on: 05/06/2026

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y Julian's betrayal. "Men make mistakes," she tells me, her voice trembling slightly. "The

owing inside that woman is an illegitimate bastard," I tell her. "Th

red. "Do not dare insult m

p from the older woman's hands and hurls

oup splashes across my shoulder, inst

to swallow all sound, leaving only the sharp ec

l of her expensive hair. I pulled her head back and deliver a brutal, ringi

ay from me. He shields her body with his own, his eyes wide as he whisper

burn every building on this street to keep me safe,

coff. I turned on my heel an

te study. I look at the framed wedding photos on my desk,

men my father always warned me about. He used my power t

s down my cheek. I opened my lap

headquarters. As I walk toward the main entrance, a line of unfami

round and tells me, "Serena F

e a tailored dress that cheaply mimics my style. "Julia

demands, "Kneel and apologize to me i

in a tens

he scene, and immediately ordered the guards to stand d

and walk straight i

to my desk and hands me a stack of transition documents. "You

aims. "I will appoint my own trusted capos to manage your sectors. I suggest you

l the exact quantity of laundered capital and Commission

lent, aware he is noth

ign the transition papers and push them across the desk

refused. "We took a blood oath,"

nd walk out

. As I walk past her, she intentionally tilts her cup. T

uth and fakes a gasping apolo

grab her hair with my left hand. With my right

own and is forced to kneel humiliatingly

ven," I whispe

my mind is already elsewhere. Julian thinks I have surre

ery concession, every humiliation I endured

d collect the de

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She Took The Crown And His Empire
She Took The Crown And His Empire
“I elevated my husband, Julian, from a low-level mafia soldier to a powerful Underboss. I gave him money, power, and prestige, thinking I had found a loyal king to stand beside me. But I stumbled upon an anonymous underworld forum where a civilian woman was bragging about her three-year affair with him. She posted pictures of the bite marks he left on her and boasted about the luxury penthouse he bought her. When I slapped the divorce papers in front of him, he didn't apologize. Instead, he moved her into a safehouse right across the street, reassigned my personal guards to protect her, and allowed her to throw scalding soup in my face. Worse, he orchestrated a massive smear campaign against me. He coerced my own men to frame me for extortion, demanding I step down so his pregnant mistress could take my place. "You are simply too dominant, darling. A man must do what is necessary to protect his new family." He chuckled over the phone, threatening to ruin my family's operations if I didn't publicly kneel and apologize to her. He truly thought my love made me weak, using the very empire I built to cage me. But he forgot one crucial detail. Before I was his wife, I was the sole heir to the Falcone syndicate. I picked up my secure line to freeze every single one of his assets. It was time to show him what a real Vendetta looked like.”