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Zero Score: My Escape from the Mafia Don

Zero Score: My Escape from the Mafia Don

Author: Gavin
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1089    |    Released on: 29/10/2025

on, and my heart was the price. I kept a ledger, deducting points for every time he ch

t by a car. I woke up in the ER, bleeding, only to hear a nurse shout th

they patched my husband through on spea

ot one drop of the reserve blood is to be touched

her. I later learned Isabella had only suffered a min

shed, and something inside me snapped

g the score to zero. I signed the divorce papers I had already pr

pte

ra

bt is paid,

s. That was the value I had placed on my marriage to Dante Moretti. For every be

al force, pulling all the air toward him. He was the undisputed Don of the Chicago Outfit, a man who commanded legions

storm clouds, landed

f warmth, the same tone he used with his so

mine. A shiver I couldn't control ran up my arm. He flipped through

ic affair-to fly to Isabella's side. A

y with a single Soldier because Isab

ding ring, distracted by her cal

faint sneer. He handed it back to

f my study, Elara. This is where

because she'd once admired it in a magazine. A framed photo of her on the deck of his yacht, laughing. A small, silver

ang, a harsh, demanding sound

t is

warehouse on Cermak. It's on fire. A gift from the O'Malley crew

a mask of cold, terrifying fury. He grabbed his keys from the desk, his m

took a taxi, watching his armored sedan blow through a

holes in the night sky. Firefighters and his own men

ous, Boss! You c

ce a low roar that carried over the chaos. "If Isabella does

ne, swallowed

their expressions a mix

one of them said, not unkindly. "Built

ed. "She's his quee

inding me of my place. The placeh

ad just learned that Isabella, his first and only love, had married a civilian, a man outside their world. A Don needed a wife. My fa

arried me because his quee

ng an unconscious Isabella in his arms, his suit smoldering, his face blac

i-controlled fortress, th

arms, but he'll live. Ms. Vance is perfe

the Moretti name, the power, the wealth. As

polite, perfect Don'

ate, I walked into the study that felt more

s I wrote the new en

five p

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