Shattered Vows: The Mafia Queen Escapes

ess Mafia Don, trading my freedom and b

y surgery, Julian coldly denied t

all financial approvals," he dismissed me,

a Queen. While they laughed over wine at a high-end restaurant, I watched my fragile sister pull her own life-support tubes to free me from my mafia

old threat, demanding I drop to my knees

was his wife, yet he had casually handed the power of life and death

ed the bloody tissue into a sealed medical cooler along with my signed severance papers,

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th my fingernails, I could still smell the faint, astringent odor of disinfectant. I stared at the attached message from Julian's secretary: Buy yourself something

ce wrapped in

k into me-five days ago, Julian's study, thi

tor to stitch his own mouth shut. I wasn't his wife. I was a line item in his ledger-a womb acquired through a marriage contract to settle my father's blood debt. I had trad

in my hand, the rejection stamp a fresh wound

s tense under his immaculate suit. The air in the room was dens

ce was a thin, v

anna." He didn

und surgeon needs three hundred thousand in untraceable cash

hed obsidian. "Stop causing unnecessary drama. Yo

tightened around my ri

ubmit the request to Serena. She

wife!" I moved closer. "Please, Julian. One wo

y because you refuse to follow basic rules." He walked past me, his sleeve not even brushing my arm, leaving only the c

st. A breed

my still-flat stomach. I had already missed one cycle. The clinic had confirmed it three days ago-but I h

lass desk, perfectly manicured nails tapping against t

the mone

ipts. I question the legitimacy of this underground surgeon. The Don r

contacts. You

to wire the funds." She leaned back in her leather chair

ld find another reason to delay. This was not in

ian in the

egal fixers tomorrow at ten in the mo

ion. Consider how you survive. Both your sister's life and your future

erena's name flas

take you to the exclusive underground auction tonight as a reward." His eyes flicked t

footsteps echoin

I doubled over, pressing a hand to my stomach

d test confirmed. You are seven weeks pregnant. Your stress levels

ng my sister die. The heir he demanded. The leverage I had hidden. The

gilded cage until the child was born. Then discard me completely. Elena wo

Three days until he demanded I present myself to h

n't have