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Mafia Wife's Revenge: Unleashing My Fury

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 663    |    Released on: 22/10/2025

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era's perfume, a cloying gardenia, clung to him like a second skin. It s

my back. "I'm sorry about today. The bus

hich the words rolled off his

shing my shoulder. "We can go to the amusement park

tch the gaping wound i

column of ice. Ice-cold fury coursed through my veins, a poison far more po

troubled sleep of a man with no

n our sprawling mansion he always kept locked. "S

ur anniversary. His birthday. Hi

impulse, my fingers typed

s Gra

thday, too. The

for Hughes Bio-Tech, I found it. A leat

s, opening presents in front of a tree. And then, the one that stole the air from my lungs. A photo of all of them with my own parents, Richard and El

ithout a password. He was that arr

der was label

the background. Leo's first word. "Dada." A scanned copy of hi

subfolder:

holding company, one of my father's legitimate businesses, to a shel

tects. They had bankrolled the entire five-year decept

I worked. I copied everything-every photo, every video, every damn

old, hard weight in my pocket. I picked up my

as my own. "I need you to find out everything you can

f the knife. My phone lit up wit

ily portrait taken today at the park. Ivan was look

below it w

ient substitute. I thin

an I used to be. But the grief had already been cauterized by

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Mafia Wife's Revenge: Unleashing My Fury
Mafia Wife's Revenge: Unleashing My Fury
“For five years, I lived a beautiful lie. I was Aliana Hughes, the cherished wife of the city's most feared Mafia Capo and the beloved daughter of the Don. I believed my arranged marriage had blossomed into love. On my birthday, my husband promised me the amusement park. Instead, I found him there with his other family, celebrating the fifth birthday of the son I never knew he had. I overheard their plan. My husband called me a "naive fool," a placeholder to legitimize his secret son. The ultimate betrayal wasn't his affair, but the sight of my own father's car parked across the street. My family wasn't just aware; they were the architects of my ruin. Back home, I found the proof: a secret photo album of my husband's other family posing with my parents, and records showing my father had bankrolled the entire deception. They had even drugged me on weekends so he could play happy family. The grief didn't break me. It turned into something cold and sharp. I was a ghost in a life that was never mine, and a ghost has nothing to lose. I copied every damning file onto a USB drive. As they celebrated their perfect day, I sent a courier with my parting gift: a recording of their treachery. While their world burned, I walked toward the airport, ready to erase myself and start over.”
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