The Mafia Heiress's Ruthless Revenge

Chapter 5 No.5

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ough the windows, I finally moved. My body was stiff, protesting, but my eyes were clear.

f they had all been burned away, leavi

ed it back in the envelope, slid it into the drawer, and turned the key. The key w

cro-recorder, smaller than a button. I pressed it into the seam beneath Dante's desk, where th

pale, drawn face was a fitting reflection of the r

ain: *Why?* I needed an answer

slate of shock. This desperate need for a reason was a part of me I had long supp

obby like a queen. The security guards nodded, the

ting was a fresh

evator to the top flo

out. He saw me and a flicker of surprise-and some

g my path. "Mr. Rinaldi is on a

aching for the handle of

l, Dante's voice, sharp and cold, sliced

uite closed. A th

uss this again. Alessia is

ant. "But she's pregna

nt snarl. "It's from a donor bank! I would neve

scream. My baby. This child had no biologic

needed to prove to Elara that even if I married and had a family, my heart, my body, everything I am, belongs only to her. I needed

e from

ld wall, my body trembl

iece of performance art, a grand, cruel g

prop. A sacrifice on th

f what I thought was love, was extinguished. I

in. There

levator, my steps unsteady. Enzo watc

doors slid shut, I heard

push her off the pedestal myself. It will be

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The Mafia Heiress's Ruthless Revenge

Blair Dippel Mafia

“I was happily pregnant through IVF, thinking I had finally built a perfect life with my billionaire husband, Dante. Then, an anonymous photo led me to a hidden drawer in his study, where I found a vasectomy confirmation dated a full year before we even started trying for a baby. My world shattered when I went to his office for answers and overheard him talking to his assistant. "This marriage, this child... it's all a sacrifice. I needed the perfect substitute to build up and destroy, just to prove my loyalty to Elara." The painful IVF injections, my precious pregnancy, our entire marriage-it was all a meticulously crafted performance for his childhood sweetheart. He even planned to publicly humiliate me at an upcoming gala as a welcome gift for her return. I wept for the years I had wasted and for my innocent unborn child, conceived merely as a pawn in their sick, twisted game. They thought they could discard me like trash because they believed I was just a helpless orphan with no one to turn to. But they didn't know I had spent the last three years hiding my true identity for the sake of this marriage. Wiping away my tears, I picked up my phone and called my father, the most feared underground king in the world.”