The Unwanted Wife He Broke In Rain

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r fake tears o

jagged cramp seized my body. I screamed for him, be

He just lit a cigarette

re ready to learn

ocking the door and leaving

The doctors told me the dama

o the estate, a ghost in my own home, he threw me into a flooded

ys to protect a child

e moment th

I didn't just pack a bag. I execute

ani

security footage of Elena's lies, the medical report of the miscarriage he caused, a

his knees screaming my

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threatened the fragile, secret life growing inside me. All because the man I loved-th

iron and heavy as judgment. It soaked through my thin silk dress in seconds,

t stomach, a futile attempt to shield the two-mo

warm. He was the Reaper, the Capo dei Capi, a man who had slaughtered the e

also my

ung prince could live to become the King. He had taken me in, the grieving orphan, and promi

me like I was a

ng baritone that usually made my toes curl in pleasure. Now,

es, looking fragile, looking like the saint she claimed to be. She told him I had pushed her son, Leo. She

ind. He saw a de

e guards by the gate, men I had known since I was a child, looked

gh the wind tore the words from my

the gloom. He was teaching me a lesson. That was the Mafia way

it hap

my lower abdomen. It was sudd

over until my foreh

my voice cracking.

ash, his expr

e ready to apologiz

The heavy door clicked shut, sealing o

apart from the inside. I felt something warm and wet slide

f my vision. The vow we made before God was dead. The man

ere the landline sat. The guard, Mario, looked at me with horror. He s

ngers were blue. I dialed a

ther. The man who hated me because I bro

d on the s

d, my voice soundin

hat, child?"

t the mansion that was now a tomb.