The Don's Melted Snow

Chapter 3

Word Count: 305 | Released on: 18/06/2026

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and his familiar scent surrounds me-but his touch registers as nothing more than dead weight. A pressure builds in my throat,

never

e buzzes. Its screen casts a harsh, rectangular light across the d

ions on the lock screen,

says Cassio is goi

it for him to tell "that woman" the

land like a blow. It lands

scribing its fire under the light, and reminds him of h

ter; they cease altogether. I feel a strange, hollow suspension in my chest, a space where a reaction ought to be. For a spli

es no

y in our bed, and the past does not

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The Don's Melted Snow

Er Duo Mafia

“For fifteen years, I bled for my husband, a ruthless Mafia Don, helping him build his syndicate from the ground up. But on our anniversary, I found a cheap strawberry lip balm in his armored car. That was when I discovered he was having an affair with a civilian secretary, and she was pregnant with his heir. Instead of staying with me, he lied to my face and abandoned me at home to rush to her side. "He sees you as an unbreachable fortress, and her as someone who needs his protection." His right-hand man had been covering it up for months. I learned my husband had bought the mistress the flawless blood diamond he once promised me when we were starving in safe houses. He was even taking her to the Swiss Alps-our dream wedding destination. I had stitched his bullet wounds in unlit basements and frozen in the winter cold to deliver his bribes. I gave him my youth and my absolute loyalty, only to be tossed aside for a fragile girl who just wanted a crown. I didn't cry, and I didn't beg him to stay. I left my cheap copper wire wedding ring on his pillow, drafted a severance demand to take half of his laundered assets, and booked my own first-class ticket to Europe. This time, I was going to see the snow for myself.”