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You Chose Her, Now Watch Me Leave

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 736    |    Released on: Today at 16:58

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e words, but I saw Siena's lips moving close to his ear. Her hand stroked his hair. Then Leo looked up at her, his small face serious, and nodded. Siena smiled-a cold

wn my spine. I turned away

n the shower, the roar of the water a curtai

the boss of the extraction agency

fake death would happen in exactly two weeks, and

ter spiral down the drain. I needed to

ook a standard sedan from the garage. I drove alone to the remote

nd the wind found the seams of my co

ble headstone bearing my mother's

her dying wish-she had begged me to survive the mafia world, pleading with m

ood they had taken from me to keep Siena alive. I told her about Cassio.

ires on gravel

ng toward me, flanked by a heavy escort of Falcone Soldie

arge bouquet of red roses against he

bowed her head, and feigned innocent respec

d most. The very flower Siena's mother

thread snapp

ena's hands, sending the red petals to scatter acro

suicide!" I accused fiercely. "Ge

epping between us and pullin

voice to command me to calm down. He echoed th

he stated firmly. "She has suffered

ground as the sky opened up, and h

no longer in the graveyard but back in the subterranean holding cell. Siena was locking

d. I covered my ears and squeezed my eyes shut,

anic, and the c

na to close the distance between us. He pulled me

fierce whisper against my ear. "I'm takin

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“For five years, I was married to the most feared Mafia Don in New York. But my husband's heart only had room for one woman: my fragile, manipulative half-sister, Siena. He constantly used his absolute authority to protect her, even forgetting my deadly genetic allergy just to cater to her meals. The ultimate betrayal came during a hostage exchange with a rogue faction at the freezing East Docks. The kidnapper pressed a gun to Siena's head and demanded a one-for-one trade. The Mafia Queen for the sweet civilian. My husband and my son didn't hesitate for a single second. "Walk forward, Tessa," Cassio commanded, his voice devoid of any hesitation. "Go save my aunt!" my young son screamed from the car. I was shoved toward the ruthless mobsters and dragged onto their idling smuggling boat. When I looked back, Cassio was hurriedly wrapping his warm coat around Siena's shivering shoulders. He didn't look at me. Not even once. In that freezing rain, I finally realized my absolute worthlessness. I was never a wife or a mother; I was just a disposable bargaining chip. Memories of a past life suddenly flooded my mind-a life where I withered away in a cage, dying alone while Cassio stood over my hospital bed and whispered his final words. "I wish I had met Siena first." I looked down at the freezing, black ocean churning below the edge of the boat. An underground extractor had already prepared my new identity in Switzerland. With a sudden jerk, I ripped my arm out of the mobster's grip and stepped backward off the edge of the boat. This time, I chose to live for myself.”