The Dark Don's Captive Mafia Queen

Chapter 3 3

Word Count: 657 | Released on: 24/03/2026

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od in the hallway, a smug, entitled smirk plastered across

the South Side docks. You bypassed my explicit orders regarding the new boot

cal weight, the pure, unadulterated killing intent of the true Dark Don bleeding into the air. He took a

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the suffocating tension,

the silk stockings Damien had just put on me. "If you run that route

ant rage. "What the hell are y

tly cutting off his words and slamming him against the doorframe. "Speak to her like t

er. The drop scheduled for midnight on Thursday is a sting operation. Let them have the route, Damien.

ely on me. The murderous rage in his gaze had morphed into a dark, consuming fascination. Leo, pale

jawline. I was no longer just a captive in his gilded ca

g, sweet scent of Black Baccara roses. I stood in the estate's immaculate gardens, a pa

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tured tears. She reached for my hands, her face a mask of tragic devo

mly pulled my hands from her gras

t's Stockholm syndrome, Izzy! Julian is heartbroken. He told me he's not ashamed of you,

p *snick*. I turned to face her fully, tilting my

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thal whisper, "why my fiancé discusses his deepest feel

jagged pieces on the white pebbles between us. She opened her mouth to speak, but her throat worked uselessly around the sud

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“I was kidnapped by the most dangerous mafia boss in Chicago, and the whole city wept for my heartbroken fiancé. Julian Hayes, the righteous Assistant District Attorney, played the tragic hero perfectly in the press. But the truth was, he orchestrated my kidnapping himself. For years, he manipulated me into draining my mother's untouchable mafia fortune to fund a rival mobster. Once he got the money, he threw me to Damien Moretti, the ruthless Dark Don, to be ruined. Julian did it all so he could cleanly break our engagement and marry my illegitimate half-sister, Mona, taking my birthright along the way. For a month, high society pitied the defiled girl locked in a monster's gilded cage, while my father eagerly prepared to hand Mona my legacy. They all thought I was weeping in the dark, waiting to be killed by a cold-blooded savage. They didn't realize the monster they threw me to was exactly the weapon I needed. When Mona sneaked into my gilded cage to gloat and demand I sign away my inheritance, I didn't cry. Instead, I grabbed her silver letter opener, ruthlessly sliced my own arm open, and let out a terrified scream. Damien descended like a god of death, violently hurling Mona against a stone fountain just for spilling my blood. I looked at the Don, my arm dripping crimson, and made a devil's bargain. "Let me go back to my father's house to wage my Vendetta. When I'm done, I will be your wife." The beast smiled and agreed. Tomorrow, my betrayers will learn what happens when you throw a princess to a monster, and she comes back a queen.”