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The Jilted Mafia Queen's Ultimate Revenge

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 752    |    Released on: Today at 18:57

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The Jilted Mafia Queen's Ultimate Revenge
The Jilted Mafia Queen's Ultimate Revenge
“I knew my husband, a ruthless Mafia Capo, was cheating on me. But no matter how hard I dug, I couldn't find out who the mistress was. For an entire year, I tracked his armored SUVs, checked his burner phones, and interrogated every woman who came near him. At my most desperate and unhinged, I swallowed a handful of lethal pills right in front of him, just to force him to confess her name. But when I woke up, Enzo was sitting by my hospital bed, looking utterly exhausted. He stared at me for a long time before pulling me into a tight embrace. "Serena, there is no one else," he swore, his voice trembling. "What do I have to do to make you believe me?" Everyone in the Syndicate said I was clinically insane. Even I began to doubt myself, wondering if this elusive mistress was just a phantom of my fractured mind. Only Tessa, my childhood best friend of eighteen years, held me time and time again. "You're not crazy, I believe you," she said, wiping away my tears. "If you want a divorce, I'll take care of you. If you stay, I'll help you keep looking. One day, we will drag that bitch out of the shadows." But every time I thought I was close to catching her, all the clues would vanish into thin air. Until the day Tessa was admitted to the underground clinic for severe stomach ulcers, and I went to bring her my homemade restorative broth. Standing outside her VIP ward, I heard my husband's agonizing voice through the crack in the door. "Tessa, I can't pretend anymore. I need to tell Serena that you are the one I truly love." "No! You can't tell her!" Tessa panicked instantly, sobbing hysterically. "After my parents died, she was the one who kept me alive! If she finds out that her husband and her best friend have been playing her for a fool for three years, it will kill her!" Outside the heavy oak door, I covered my mouth with trembling hands, suffocating my own sobs. The third person I had spent three years hunting down... had been standing right between my husband and me the entire time. I was absolutely disgusted by the realization that I had been played for a fool by the two people I protected with my life. I calmly took off my diamond wedding band, invoked the ancient blood oath to legally seize eighty percent of his empire, and booked a one-way ticket to Chicago.”