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Contract Marriage With The Ruthless Mafia King

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 1018    |    Released on: 22/06/2026

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ildfire. By mid-afternoon, I was summoned for tea with the wom

hina presided from her throne-like armchair, a silent, watchful queen. Eleonora, the current Don's wife an

here was G

ly painted lips were pulled into a smile that didn't reach her cold, calculating eyes. She had desperately wanted Eliga t

the most scandalous rumor. Kneeling on the rug like a common maid to tend to a dead enforcer's mutt? Is tha

letting out a soft, condescending titter. Her

Seraphina first, offering a flawles

a. It's lovely to see you." I took the seat Seraphina indicated-a low armchair tha

"My stepbrother might be fooled by a pretty face, but in this family, we expect

y background, my marriage, and my authorit

cer. The delicate clink of porcelain was

urned to me. "Gayla raises a point about dignity, Clara," Donna

g me, waiting to see if I would crumble or cry

o let the silence stretch. I placed the cup back on the saucer wi

arp. "I was maintaining an asset. A wounded soldier is a liability to the Syndi

heir comfortable lives. "My husband brought me into this family. Donna Seraphina has accept

iga. It is for the entire Russo name. Your personal feelings about me are your own, but

and turned it into a question of family loyalty. I had called h

ened and closed, but no words came out. She h

-smile. She turned to me, her gray eyes shinin

el. "Well said, Clara. Since you have such a strong sense of duty, perhaps it i

now, the boys' expenses, their tutors, and their security de

rossed her beautiful face. In the mafia, whoever controlled

bsolute control of their upbringing, their security personnel, and their financial stream

t been stripped of her primary leverage over Eliga's heirs. The boys were no lo

oment to seiz

luid motion, and offered

," I said, my voice ringing with quiet author

ersaries to stew in their own impotent, suffocating anger. Eleonora

rritory within the Russo empire, and I had solidified my al

I knew this was only a temporary truce. Women like Eleon

next time, they wouldn

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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.”