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She Took The Empire And Left Him

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 870    |    Released on: Today at 09:51

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She Took The Empire And Left Him
She Took The Empire And Left Him
“When my husband, the ruthless mafia Boss Lucian, brought his fragile first love Elena back to our fortified estate, everyone in the New York underworld waited to see me go insane. Instead, at her welcome dinner, I didn't just voluntarily give up my seat at the head of the table; I even smiled and set an extra silver plate for her. But from that day on, a new rule was established in our household. Every time she occupied a position that belonged to me, Lucian had to pay a territory fee. The head of the dining table was five hundred thousand dollars. The passenger seat of my armored SUV was one million. And the "VIP Mother's Seat" at the heir's academy was the most expensive: three million dollars. In just half a month, I had collected seventeen million dollars. On the night of my thirtieth birthday, my seven-year-old biological son, Leo, once again dragged my designated chair toward Elena, presenting it to her like a prized treasure. He made a mocking face at me. "Aunt Elena's back hurts. She should have this seat," he announced loudly. "Mom, you wouldn't charge a little kid for this, right?" The entire table of mafia elites chuckled. They all assumed that, faced with the son I had fiercely protected for seven years, I would finally cave in and value our maternal bond. Instead, I calmly opened my black leather ledger and wrote down "five hundred thousand dollars" right next to my own son's name.”