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Contract Marriage With The Ruthless Mafia King

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1073    |    Released on: 22/06/2026

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ntrolled impatience. The hand that had bee

a low growl, a warning from an apex pre

old room. Closing the distance would be a mistake, a sign of w

, Mr. Russo." My voice was soft, bu

ement, cold and sharp as a scalpel, touched his

I am offering a strategic reminder. For

in his posture. The U

yal to your grandmother, Seraphina. They will 'happen to notice' if

arctic blue eyes sharpened, the gaze of a h

ece by deadly piece, "what will the rival families whisper? That you are displeased wi

r way, it reflects poorly on you. It makes your faction look divided and weak. It will beco

enc

s the hiss and cr

and brutal. I was showing him a different kind of battlefield-one fought wit

of realization in

couldn't deny. "But I will not have my utility, as your wife, stripped from me before my first d

he truly looked at me. Not as a debt collection, n

a stalking panther. The immense pressure of his presence settl

feel the heat radiating from his chest. He smelled of

ers surprisingly steady as they cupped m

to meet his gaze head-on, my ex

hooked a finger under the edge of my lace veil. He drew it

last physical barrier

y exposed to his scrutiny. My green ey

at work as he swallowed. His thumb brushed lightly against my jawline, a fl

lethal friction of two weapon

I felt in my bones. He dropped his hand, breaking the contact

es the terms of our arrangement," he added, h

atched him, letting my s

ath. He had been outmaneuvered in

room, where a long, velvet sofa sat in the s

"Do not make a sound. Do

wrapped in a comma

graceful mock-bow of acknowled

the firs

in doing so, I had forced the Underboss to se

r that belied the tension knotted in his shoulders. He stalked towards the ad

ale. The adrenaline that had kept m

barefoot to the massive king-sized bed and sat on its edge, my hands resting smoothly on the expensiv

ead. To melt the glacier that was Eliga Russo, to truly weapo

d more importantly

d his hidden desires, all locked safely away in my memor

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Contract Marriage With The Ruthless Mafia King
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“I woke up gasping, the phantom smell of smoke and my family's dying screams still burning in my throat. But there was no fire. I was twenty-two again, back on the exact day my father was to announce our arranged marriages. My sister, Janeen, burst into my room with a triumphant smile. "Worrying about marrying that cold-blooded Underboss?" she mocked. "They say he's a monster. Plus, he'll be a cripple in two years anyway." My blood turned to ice. She knew about Eliga Russo's future accident. Janeen was reborn, too. She eagerly told our father she wanted the "better" match with the prominent Whitney family, dumping the terrifying Russo marriage on me. She thought she was brilliant, leaving me with a doomed mafia boss and his three feral adopted sons. But she didn't know the Whitneys' political scandal was exactly what caused our enemies to burn our entire family alive in my past life. She laughed at my "misfortune," truly believing she had secured a life of high-society power while I was being sent to hell. What she didn't realize was that she wasn't the only one holding a map to the future. She thought she was playing chess, but I was the one who designed the board. I lowered my head and pretended to cry, gladly accepting the marriage to the monster. This time, I wouldn't be a pawn. I would save Eliga, tame his sons, and become the queen of the Russo empire.”