The Dark Don's Captive Mafia Queen

Chapter 6 6

Word Count: 697 | Released on: 24/03/2026

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d predatory, his jaw locked so tightly I thought his teeth might shatter. The terrified whispers of the maids and the heavy

d cage. The air inside was thick with the scent of expensive bour

pletely contradicted the lethal storm raging in his dark eyes. Without a

razor-sharp. I needed to know where I stood. I didn't want a blind protector who thought I was

c bottle in his hand, I reached out with my uninjured

neath my touch. He froze, his

the truth, don't you, Damien? Or at least Marco does. You know sh

by a terrifying, bottomless abyss of pure possession. He didn't pull his arm away. Ins

asp that vibrated against my skin. "What I saw was your blood. The only thin

who had just orchestrated her own sister's doom, and he didn't care. His loyalty wasn't to the truth; it was to me. A

rged for breaking bones and pulling triggers, his touch was agonizingly tender. He foc

y eyes caught on a thick, jagged white scar slashing across the b

heavy, and dangerously intimate. Driven by an impulse I couldn't name, I lifted my uninjured

get this?" I

e bandage and slowly lifted his head. He looked at me, his dark eyes swirling with a complex, guarded emotion that I cou

athless moment before lowering his gaze back to my arm

cold; it was thick with unspoken wo

gravity of the moment, three sharp, demandi

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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.”