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His Mafia Betrayal, My Unwanted Heir.

His Mafia Betrayal, My Unwanted Heir.

Author: Rabbit
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Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 812    |    Released on: 22/01/2026

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d light over the hundreds of guests below. To anyone else, this was the wedding of the season-a union be

rofit over loyalty, had chosen to marry Janiyah C

y fingers drifted to my throat, tracing the cool metal of the sapphire pendant resting there. It was the l

obe

She was a vision in white lace and malicious intent, her dark eyes scanning me with a p

ose enough that her cloying perfume choked the ai

r a worthy occasion," I

t necklace. It's a bit dated for a girl your age, don't you think? It clashe

manicured hand.

belonged to my mother.

just enough to draw the attention of the nearby guests. "And I a

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ply flicked her gaze to the hulking brute standing a few fe

nees slamming painfully onto the plush carpet. A gasp rippled through the crowd, but no one moved. Not the soldi

" Janiyah

of muscle. He grabbed the delicate chain and yanked.

eave her

o had raised me when my father was too busy counting money, rushed

cer's arm, a futile a

er!" Arlen

, a brutal, efficient kick to her stomach. Arlene flew backward. Her he

toward her, but the enforcer's boot press

e of dark blood snaking down her temple. S

forcer. She held the sapphire up to t

nced. "Just like th

onto the marble floor. The sapphire shattered on

ggling. The ai

directly onto my hand as I reached for the fragments. She pressed dow

copper, refusing to give her

ning down so only I could hear. "And learn res

the band to resume playing. The music swelled

blood on the floor and the shattered remnants of my mother's legacy, the gri

find them one. Even if I had

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His Mafia Betrayal, My Unwanted Heir.
His Mafia Betrayal, My Unwanted Heir.
“At my father's wedding reception, my new stepmother demanded I give her the sapphire necklace my mother left me when she died. I told her no. So she had her enforcer throw me to the floor in front of two hundred guests. He ripped the chain from my neck, shattering my mother's gemstone on the marble floor. When my childhood maid, Arlene, tried to protect me, he kicked her so hard her head cracked open against a stone pillar. My father, a New York mob boss, saw the whole thing and did nothing but laugh with his new bride. Any love I had for my family bled out on that floor with Arlene. That night, I found Damien Flynn, my father's sworn enemy. I was supposed to be my father's greatest asset-a virgin daughter to be sold for an alliance. I decided to burn that asset to the ground.”