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The Don's Wife Is His Executioner

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 482    |    Released on: 25/05/2026

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losing the distance i

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gany display cabinet, sending a sharp

ou insane?!"

lished Don vanished, replaced by the fera

y head and stared directly

to me before they locked you be

oosened by

the lapels of his expensive suit, pulling h

I whispered, my voice a thin, sh

handed another woman her freedom. You u

and stepped back, pulling o

tween his lips but did n

astard anyway," he said, his vo

atch, lit the cigaret

e issued a direct order-not as a husb

her again. T

toward t

front of hundreds of Made Men at the annual banquet last w

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r of the true Mafia Q

ectly still for fiv

ally said, walking up the

lders. Faint red bruises in the shape of his thi

ruined living room. Her hands trembled as she he

, pulling out my encrypted ph

was my most loyal intelligence oper

d check on a woman named Sofia," I

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The Don's Wife Is His Executioner
The Don's Wife Is His Executioner
“My husband swallowed a ten-year prison sentence to save me from my abusive stepfather. When he got out, he built a mafia empire and made me his Queen. But last night, his encrypted tablet lit up with an ultrasound photo and a text from another woman. "Our little secret is growing." The mistress soon called to mock me. She was pregnant, while I had been barren for four years. When I confronted my husband, he didn't apologize. Instead, he assigned heavily armed guards to protect her and burned my divorce papers with his cigar. "The only exit from this Family is death," he warned. The nightmare deepened when I uncovered her true identity. The mistress was my half-sister, and her mastermind was the mother who had abandoned me at six. My husband knew. He even whispered our sacred vow to her-"I will shield you from the blood"-the exact words he used when I lost our child on a freezing concrete floor for his syndicate. I took bullets for him. I waited a decade outside those prison gates. Yet he used my absolute loyalty to lock me in a cage, handing my crown to the family that threw me to the wolves. He thought I was just a helpless wife, entirely dependent on his mercy. He didn't know I was Vanguard, the shadow billionaire controlling the very lifelines of his empire. I calmly picked up my phone and called my head operative. "Liquidate his supply chains. Let's see whose empire turns to ash first."”