Reclaiming The Crown From My Ex-Husband

Chapter 2

Word Count: 682 | Released on: 17/08/2026

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amily towered into the clouds; it was the pl

cutive floor. Even though my throat still stung from last nig

stopped in

ng on the polished granite reception desk, f

he index finger of her right hand, she wo

immediately fell silent and stood at attenti

spoke coldly, my voic

e of fear, a teasing glint in her eyes. "You must

"Take her ring off and throw her off Vitiello territory. If sh

rved into their bones. Without any hesitation, the

k doors of the conference room were shoved o

ping in front of Chiara to shield her from me. The

ng my ring. She is an outsider trespassin

er. "She makes me more money in one night tha

yield an inch. "You broke Omertà, bringin

es now!" Salv

ised his hand. A gust of wind brushed past,

round, my temple striking the col

he floor. A reigning boss laying a hand on the granddaught

of blood. I didn't get up immediately; I just looked up at the man I had

" Chiara suddenly pretended to limp back against

tely turned to Chiara, his cold face instantl

o see a doctor,"

elevator. He never looked back, not eve

up from the floor. The guards still had their heads bowed-their former

multimedia message from an unknown number. The photo was

s doesn't need a caged bir

affection I had for Salvatore died instantly

ther had built. He stole my empire a

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Reclaiming The Crown From My Ex-Husband

Roseanautora Mafia

“I am Serena Vitiello. My family's bloodline was the shield that allowed my husband, Salvatore, to become an untouchable mafia boss. However, at the national syndicate summit, he actually claimed his power was all thanks to his mistress, Chiara. He even took off my heavy family gold signet ring and slipped it onto her finger. To completely break my spirit, he intentionally forced me to eat a plate of scallops, knowing full well I was allergic. He watched coldly as my throat swelled until I couldn't breathe. When I confronted that mistress at the headquarters, Salvatore actually slapped me hard to the ground in front of my loyal soldiers. What was even more outrageous was that Chiara took a forged ultrasound report, claiming she was pregnant with Salvatore's heir. This shock was too much for my grandfather's heart to bear, ultimately triggering a fatal heart attack. "Let's go, we have another party to attend." Salvatore said to her with a smile, turning away without even glancing at the flatline on my grandfather's heart monitor. He thought I was just a broken, submissive wife who would quietly give up my crown. He naively believed he had built this empire all by himself, forgetting that all these years, I was the one secretly using my family's fortune to cover his millions of dollars in losses. I was the one who bought off those judges to keep his business running for a decade. So, when he slammed the divorce papers on the table, demanding that I transfer all the family's territories to him, I lowered my head and signed. He couldn't wait to snatch the pen and excitedly signed his name on the agreement, completely unaware that he had just legally taken over eighty million dollars of cartel debt. Meanwhile, I had already transferred all the clean money under my name.”