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Married To The Consigliere: The Canary's Revenge

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 538    |    Released on: 29/06/2026

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Married To The Consigliere: The Canary's Revenge
Married To The Consigliere: The Canary's Revenge
“I was the secret pen pal of Xavier Falcone, the ruthless Heir to the Syndicate. We spent six months trading ciphers and falling in love in the dark. But my half-sister Natalie stole my burner phone and claimed my identity as his "Canary." When I ran through the pouring rain to his territory to tell him the truth, his eyes were devoid of mercy. He believed her lies about my jealousy and handed me over to his men without a second thought. He locked me in his heavily guarded penthouse and forced a laced glass of vintage scotch down my throat. The cramping started ten minutes later, blood soaking through my white dress as he killed our unborn child. "A rat does not deserve to bear my blood." He stood over me with a blank, aristocratic face, mocking me as I bled out on his cold marble floor. Until my last breath, I didn't understand how the man who wrote me such tender words could be so heartless. Why did he refuse to recognize my soul? Why did he leave me to die so brutally in the dark? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the day Natalie pointed a gun at me to steal my phone. This time, I didn't fight back. "Take the phone, Natalie. It is yours." I handed over the man I loved and signed a contract to marry Gabriel Romano, the most lethal architect of death in the Underworld. In this life, I would rather marry a true monster than ever look at Xavier Falcone again.”