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The Heiress Reclaims Her Empire

Author: Nert Kirschner

Chapter 1

Word Count: 753 | Released on: Today at 16:17

doomed mafia princess, engaged to

hood sweetheart walking out of his private suite we

y's priceless diamond donation, projecting her name n

the Don fiercely protect

ous tyrant, ordering me to dr

me to stay quiet and swallow the hum

tand there while she stole

rown a hysterical fit and sealed

ind favoritism, my love

and money be used as a pede

to play

the entire ballroom, exposing h

agement ring and demanded every sing

ds tonight," I dec

one lit up with a text

usion of freedom you have built, and w

pte

nna

ped exactly three seconds before my fiancé's childhood sweetheart stepped out of his p

ould have lo

t of the armed Syndicate soldiers. That single, volatile reaction would have s

I used to be w

m, died before it could draw breath. My gaze traveled p

oversized lapels of Dante's dark jacket, had gone white; the silk of

just enough for the guards to hear. "Do not misu

a perfectly c

angry, I

et, I accepted

, hard clarity

retrieved my phone and d

taste of adrenaline before speaking, ensuring the words emerged without a tremor. "Bring the encrypt

formance faltering for

d dialed ano

d when the li

and man, and the most dangerous enforcer

nte right no

lied, his voice rough. "We just finished a sit-down with th

loor VIP corridor," I or

my pho

the oversized jacket slippi

ed, her voice breaking. "Why are you call

spoken half of your se

rs at the end of

his tailored suit, his hands gripping a digital table

, bowing his head slightl

is door for the past hour,"

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“I transmigrated into the body of a doomed mafia princess, engaged to the ruthless Don of the Syndicate. Right before a high-stakes gala, I caught his childhood sweetheart walking out of his private suite wearing his clothes, begging me not to misunderstand. Then, she forged official documents to steal my family's priceless diamond donation, projecting her name next to his to present them as a unified power couple. Instead of punishing her, the Don fiercely protected the weeping sweetheart. He accused me of being a jealous tyrant, ordering me to drop it because she was unwell. His mother, the Matriarch, threatened me to stay quiet and swallow the humiliation to protect the family's face. They expected me to just stand there while she stole my wealth and my position. The original Gianna would have thrown a hysterical fit and sealed her fate as the crazy villainess. But looking at their blind favoritism, my love for him completely died. Why should my family's blood and money be used as a pedestal for a manipulative thief? I refused to play their game. I projected the security logs to the entire ballroom, exposing her forgery to the Five Families. Then, I pulled off my blood-oath engagement ring and demanded every single dollar I ever invested reimbursed. "This betrothal ends tonight," I declared, walking away. But hours later, my phone lit up with a text from the furious Don. "I am going to tear apart whatever illusion of freedom you have built, and when I do, I am coming to collect you."”