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The Swapped Bride: His Unseen Queen

The Swapped Bride: His Unseen Queen

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Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 702    |    Released on: Today at 19:32

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te clung to my fever-drenched skin. I pressed a trembling hand to my chest,

teady, frantic beat

nch furniture, the balcony overlooking the gray expanse of Lake

my stepmother, Catherine, had played God in the Rowland family parlor. In that life, she had handed me to Harrison Davies, the golde

ctacle of champagne and lies. Clara's wedding, by contrast, had been a grim affair at the Cook County Courtho

g him into a senator. I thought I held power in Washington. But Clara had

rrow streets and speakeasies of the West Side. He spent his nights at The Green Mill with his mistresses, letting the city think he

d Harrison's entire political career. He proved that the law was just a weapon for the strongest predator. My life

heavy gold wedding

the script

to the monster. She thought she was condemning me to a living hell. She ha

at me since he slipped this ring on my finger. To him, I was a forced ba

idn't need his affecti

staring back at me was pale, but her eyes were no longer those of a naive g

dding, and I had spent most of them

d me from my thoughts. It was

st in that ingrained display of mafia deference. "Your broth

's loyal lapdogs, coming under the guise of a family visit to i

said, my voice steady and devoid of

ind a broken girl trembling in the devil's lair. I smoothed the fabric over my hips, stepping

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The Swapped Bride: His Unseen Queen
The Swapped Bride: His Unseen Queen
“I woke up gasping for air, expecting to feel the crushed ribs and shattered glass from the fatal car crash. Instead, I found myself in the cavernous bedroom of the Franco Estate in 1928 Chicago. In my past life, my stepmother forced me to marry a golden-boy politician, while throwing my stepsister Clara to Damien Franco, the ruthless mafia boss. But Clara became the Mafia Queen, and Damien destroyed my husband's career, leaving me to die in disgrace as a sacrificed pawn. This time, the script was flipped. My stepmother kept the "clean" politician for Clara and threw me to the monster. Just three days after my wedding, my family arrived at my new home. Not to comfort me, but to strip me of my late mother's trust fund. They rigged my assets, leaving me with toxic, gang-tied warehouses designed to bankrupt me and get me killed in an Irish mob turf war. "She's not a wife, she's collateral meant to absorb the mafia's bullets. She'll be dead within a year." Clara's mocking words reached my ears, confirming my darkest fears. I spent my entire last life bleeding my soul dry for their approval, only to be betrayed. I couldn't fathom how my own father and brothers could gleefully orchestrate my murder just to line their pockets. But they had no idea they had just handed me the keys to the underworld. I wasn't that naive girl anymore. I slammed the ledgers of their embezzlement onto the mahogany table, looked my arrogant brothers in the eye, and invoked the absolute, bloody laws of the Cosa Nostra to collect their debts. This time, I would tear their empire to the ground.”
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