His Vow Broke, Her Empire Woke

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nuckles were white. I kept Cressie safely tucked behind my back, my posture p

dirt onto the pristine Persian rug. "You think throwing the ledgers at my mother is going to bring me

merchant daughters are all the same. No sense of honor, just cheap calculat

ilk thread on his back, every bribe that had paved his way to becoming a Made Man, was paid for by the V

he room entirely. The last shred of guilt he might have harbored for br

nizing drawl. "My union with Cecelia is happening. It is done. And if you even t

. I'll allow you to remain as the Family's Advisor. You can continue managing the businesses you're so fond of. It's the b

f a powerful mafia bloodline made me a desperate, clinging thing w

, arrogant man I had once sworn to obey, and

ref

t. Angelo stopped pacing. His brow furrowed in genuine confusion, his

as if dealing with a stubborn child. "Think about what yo

cut in, my voice devoid of any emo

hrew his head back and barked out a loud, mocking laug

up to the Don and demand an Annulment because you're jealous? You'll make a fool of yourself,

ut I didn't shrink back. I held my ground, my fingers lightly brushing

n who breaks a Blood Vow," I said, my voice dropping to a

is, ensuring he saw the absolute void

at

atures. Before he could formulate another insult, I turned my back on h