The Mafia Princess- His ex-wife/His Nemesis.

d and hurriedly entered the sitting area in the lux

t slowed her footsteps, but she didn't mind; instead, she pulled it

xhaustion-more from excitement because of the

rea with a slight spring in her steps

oman and man in the sleeping area, demarcated only by thin curtains, already confirmed

n that week and it wa

an obvious droop but she felt the weight of her briefcase

have eyes for any other woman. He wanted this for a very long time," she whispered to herself

me, having sex with another stranger. Something he has denied me since he got married to me thirteen months ago. If some women catch their husbands cheating on them, all hell will break loose or they'll leave him, but sitting ri

being here enduring this marriage, but three things make me do it. One, he will beat me up mercilessly if I so much as confront him. Two, if my father and brothers find out how badly Antoni

trolled lazily into the room's sitting area with bewilderment and irritation smea

he roof of her mouth to refrain from telling him that she t

n called the endearing name but ignored his expression

taining the approved contract an

she glanced at the room's sleepin

t have left through t

him shout, "Oh my God! Camila! You did it! Yo

pun her around till she w

han necessary, not to mention s

ently dropped her d

agging this contract, Camila? You've made me one of the most powerful men alive. Not just me; you've just mad

ile while watching h

siness proposals and corporate paperwork while he went off to parti

me; she was after all his housewife and he, 'the corporate genius', but this time, she wa

a mafia family, had trained her and her two broth

r to climb the corporate ladder without so much

when she was madly turned on, he would stand up and tell her, "If you want us to go farther than this, if you want m

excited display and slowly walked towards

ul in my power quest, and you didn't disappoint me. For this you have done,

sed gasp, then kissed her hard as he worked her clothes from her b

d contentedly and tried not to mov

nio and she loved every minute of it, ev

ise and made her sc

n't get enough of her husband, i

when she heard the metallic ec

the edge of the bed puffing his Montecristo Cuban cigar with a

der that as payment for the deal you just bagged me. Now, sign those damn pap

lieve what she was

her utmost surprise, it was indeed divorce papers that he had already sig

ou caught me pants down with your best friend, Maria, that I never wanted to marry you. My father made me do it after he arranged our marriage with your father. Now! I have enough power to walk away from this with no consequences a

ars from rushing down her face, but her traitorous tears spilled fast into the

e on the side of her head; the pressure of the rifle p