His Unwanted Wife: The True Mafia Queen

Chapter 5

Word Count: 718 | Released on: 25/05/2026

er Suite into the morning of my third day as a Collins. It was the day of the traditiona

be pitied. I dispatched Britney ahead of me. "The Don is managing a sudden Commission crisis," my fierce Soldier

in into my car. Wearing a custom tailored suit and a permanent scowl, my young brother-in-l

enera Rodriguez's only son had been brutally assassinated at a rival underground club. The streets were painted red, and the terrifying whispe

te, standing in Gwen's private lounge. My mother

Kiana will move into the East Wing Villa. The Elder is

is a bold move," I murmured, adjusting my haute couture shawl. "Especially considering the Eas

tatus piercing her sensitive pride. Enraged, she stepped closer, her voice trembling. "You will ge

truth. Jacob Collins was not a man

e empty bed. Instead, I locked the bulletproof doors and spent my days on the opulent Italian rug with Ashlynn, stripping Glock micro-pistols

turning from my daily respects at the West Wing, I chose to cut

ng of damp earth and rare orchids. As I ro

g up at him, her face flushed, likely pleading forgiveness for her hysterical stunt at his military base weeks ago. The Don-the ruthless killer who had

rom beside me, her hand instantly

f jealousy, no shattered heart. There was only the col

nnot erase," I whispered back, my voice completely devoid o

dows. I needed to return to the Master Suite to plan my next move, but the board was shifting too fast. I gav

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His Unwanted Wife: The True Mafia Queen

HAZEL MARTIN Mafia

“I was forced into an arranged marriage with Jacob Collins, the newly minted, ruthless Don of the New York Mafia. But on our wedding night, he didn't even spare me a glance, abandoning me for his underground military base and leaving me to the wolves of his family. His relatives immediately tried to lock me away under house arrest. His grandmother plotted to poison my food, while his beloved mistress, Kiana, paraded around the estate like she owned his throne. They all thought I was just a pampered, weak political pawn sent to be slaughtered, laughing as they planned to replace me with a pureblood heir. They were dead wrong. I wasn't a fragile victim; I was a Golden. With a few calculated moves, I seized absolute control of the estate, stripped the elders of their power, and forced his arrogant mistress to her knees. "You jealous, insane bitch!" Kiana shrieked, drawing a poisoned micro-blade on me right in the middle of the family banquet. Everyone held their breath as Jacob stormed into the opulent room, fully expecting the terrifying Don to slaughter me for daring to touch his favorite pet. Instead, he stripped her of her title and ordered his soldiers to drag her out into the freezing night. Then, in the dead silence of the bloodstained parlor, his fathomless black eyes bypassed his entire family and locked onto mine. For the first time since our wedding, my husband was coming to my bed.”