President's Ex-Wife, Mafia Family's Precious Princess

ed in by the time the f

door, Melanie Becker immediately noticed t

rned after disappearing witho

days, she was gone. Throughout that nightmare, she had tried calling S

urial itself, she honestly didn't know how she would have m

her hair and clothing, colliding strangely

e set her purse beside the cabinet, changed into indo

od beside the tall windows wit

e remained on his face as he contin

ion. So the phone had been working after all.

demand reasons for vanishing when she had neede

ather's life, while her own mother desperately required medical treatment. As the nation's pre

arrangement binding them togeth

lationship had survived in name

was hot water, da

half way up the stairs when Shawn's voice

ly getting home now?" Displeasure in

t late or chased excitement. Work and home w

ospital, she still hurried back every evening befo

ssed clothes hanging in perfect order. Scented can

obedience might save her mother. And yet, the donor heart mean

nt while living on borrowed time. Still, Shawn had handed the

ay on the staircase

the path upstairs. "Rylee's operation was successful. I'll pull every

kness beneath the staircase lights. When she finally spoke,

brows. He clearly assumed she wa

sode. It was life-threatening. She needed surgery immediately

ays been the woman he truly wanted. For ten years, he ha

side him already instead of hiding in the shadows the way she had for the last three ye

urmured dully before tr

lightly against her shoulders. "I came back im

ely? After spending seven days at Rylee's sid

titude for that?"

problem tonight? Why are you acting like this? I've already

p twisted insi

hings di

the funeral, offered condolences, and gone home again.

belonged to the same elite medica

surely his assistant, the person responsible for orga

ing simply hadn't matt

enly exhausted beyond anger. Softly,

care for her. She hated the version of herself that had

gaze turned sharp and unreadable as he studied her f

he hadn't realized she still carried finally disap

hing left wor

im and continued c

sidered what your life looks like without me? How exa

footstep

from below with narrowed eyes. "I'm going to

gnize the contempt in his expression. It was the ar

re. He checked the screen, muted

leave, forcing herself not to break apart. "I'll send the divorc

continuing forward. A moment late

oon, the sound of a car engine

e floor, the cold marble biting against her skin. Even so, it

ounding her. Over the past three years, she had

sed nearly all the staff. Aside from a weekly cleaning

this place was her home. Now it

er to disappear into someone else's shadow. She had reduce