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The Heiress Reclaims Her Empire

Chapter 3

Word Count: 784 | Released on: Today at 16:17

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a presence filled the corridor-a drop in

or, his frame seeming to dimi

well over six feet of it, his shoulde

was immaculate save for the dark, rust-colored

authority was not announced but felt, like

in unison; Manager Rossi seemed to flat

ore coming to rest on Elena, on the glistening tracks o

force of his attention, when it t

e demanded, his voice a low rumble that

o grant him even the slight

nce," I said. "I am containi

stance between us i

elling of sharp, expensive cologn

nuckles still stained-in Elena's direction. "And yo

o of you were in that room together," I replied, m

at his jacket draped

is movement a quiet breach of the r

e. You were with me. Miss Elena entered the suite alone and orchestrated t

at Enzo, th

is eyes seemed

n his mind, the refusal to process

gile girl he'd known since childhood-w

ping to the resonant octave that tolerated no argument. "Yo

was meant to be the fi

e conversat

e came to possess a master keycard is not auth

with anger, but with a fli

ever defied

out a sh

nd flying to her forehead in a

" Elena whispered, her e

ok three large

my shoulder collide

dered the guards.

atching Elena before sh

ting a look at me of such profound accusati

he fury in his eyes burning cold. "Yo

her," I pointed out, the

ossi," I c

Gianna?" Ro

he fourth floor under Miss

, who was burying her

unts, and the restricted floors of this

ened his gr

r?" Dante demanded, his voice dark and t

I am getting her a bed. Her departure

k on the Don of

ing Dante standing in the hallway

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Nert Kirschner Mafia

“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."”