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Abandoned by My Husband, I Chose To Become the Don

Abandoned by My Husband, I Chose To Become the Don

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Feel-Good Story

Girl Power

Melodramatic

Plot Twists

Mistress

Scumbag

Marriage

Cheating

Face Slapping

Before the day of my husband's succession as the Don, my stepsister personally tattooed the "Inverted Angel's Eye"—the mark of a traitor—onto my back. My husband didn't just turn a blind eye; when the family vendetta broke out, he withdrew all the elite guards to protect my "pregnant" stepsister, leaving me alone in a defenseless city to face the slaughter.  "Elena, you are strong enough to protect yourself. But Sophia is fragile, and she is carrying my firstborn. She needs the protection more than you." Facing a siege of heavy firepower, I survived by the skin of my teeth. He thought I would swallow the insult for the sake of the family's reputation. He didn't expect that I would kick open the doors of his coronation ceremony wearing mourning weeds, flanked by the FBI and the Commission, and personally strip him of his title. "Goodbye, Lorenzo. This time, I choose to be the Don."

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Joyce, it's blazing hot out, and ice cream prices are through the roof, yet you're treating the entire class and letting everyone grab whatever they want. Figures that the campus belle would be this generous."

As Lucas Zimmer's voice rang out beside me, my phone buzzed nonstop with bank charge alerts.

The suffocating panic of my previous life, the feeling of being drained dry, still clung to me.

Lucas, my boyfriend, shoved me lightly, snapping me back to reality. "Melanie, I picked the cheapest ice cream for you. You're not used to the good stuff anyway. Buying anything expensive would be a waste. Might as well help Joyce save some money."

Joyce Stone smiled and said it was no big deal, casually patting Lucas on the shoulder.

Lucas beamed, practically glowing.

He praised Joyce for being generous, unlike me, who nickel-and-dimed everything.

My phone kept vibrating. When I checked, it was filled with charges ranging from three dollars to 30 dollars.

The 1,500 dollars I had just earned from my work-study job had dropped to a thousand dollars in moments, and the charges were still coming in.

My classmates crowded around Joyce, while I was edged out of the circle.

The memory of my mother's suffering before her death flashed through my mind, and my anger surged.

I pulled out my phone and confronted Joyce in front of everyone. "If you're treating everyone, why is my card getting charged?"

Joyce shook her head, confusion written all over her face.

My classmates were stunned for a second before breaking into laughter.

"Melanie, have you lost your mind? Why would Joyce, someone who is rich and beautiful, use your money? Everyone knows you're the stingiest one in class, and you barely have enough to feed yourself. You expect us to believe you'd treat everyone to ice cream?"

I was about to show them my phone when Lucas snatched it from my hand and apologized to everyone on my behalf.

"Melanie comes from a poor family. It's normal for her to be petty and jealous. She just lost control for a moment. Please don't mind her."

With that, he dragged me out of the supermarket, as if I were one sentence away from humiliating him.

He was strong, and my wrist quickly bruised, causing pain to lance through me and making it hard to even breathe.

It had been the same in my previous life.

Before a class gathering, Lucas had pulled me away from everyone and branded me as jealous.

I became the class weirdo, and no one ever believed me again.

In this life, I wasn't going down that path again.

I bit down hard on Lucas' wrist. He yelped and loosened his grip, and I seized the chance to snatch my phone back.

He tried to stop me from going back inside, saying, "Melanie, your family's poor. You never have extra money. All you gave me for Valentine's Day was a belt and some clothes, and I didn't even complain.

"Joyce is used to being pampered, and I won't let you slander an innocent and kind person just because you're jealous."

I tightened my grip on my phone.

If I exposed Joyce right now, everything would play out exactly the same again.

So, instead, I smiled.

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10 Chapters
Chapter 1
Before the day when Lorenzo officially ascends as the Don, as his lawful wife, I must undergo the baptism of family glory at this sacred moment.Sophia, my stepsister—the "Principessa" adopted by my father—insisted on personally tattooing the "Angel's Eye," the symbol of supreme family authority, onto my back.The buzzing of the tattoo gun stopped. I looked into the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and my blood instantly froze.The "Angel's Eye," which should have been looking down upon the masses, was inverted.In the Code of Omertà, an inverted totem has only one meaning—a police informant, a rat.Seeing the color drain from my face, Sophia peeled off her rubber gloves and blew the ink off the nozzle with a look of utter innocence."It's called deconstructionist art, Elena. Don't tell me you have zero taste?"I grabbed the whiskey bottle from the table and smashed it at her.The glass shattered against the wall, shards grazing Sophia's cheek.In the next second, Lorenzo's powerful hand clamp
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Chapter 2
It was just past eleven at night when the special priority alert on my encrypted satellite phone pinged.Intelligence had intercepted a post just uploaded to the Dark Web.I opened it. Sophia was smiling innocently at the camera. The background was the highest-level safe house Lorenzo had arranged for her protection.The video had clearly been recorded just minutes ago."Did a little artistic touch-up on a certain high-and-mighty 'Signorina' today."She waved the tattoo gun at the camera, ink still dripping from the nozzle, her eyes full of provocation."Guess what I gave her? An inverted 'Angel's Eye'! In the Corleone family, that is the brand of a rat.""You guys didn't see it. She's pushing thirty, still acting like some untouchable heiress. I drove that ink deep into her dermis. She’ll have to carry that shame for the rest of her life."The encrypted comment section was a carnival for her little lackeys: "Long live the Principessa!" "Nice work!"Sophia grew more excited as she spok
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Chapter 3
I tossed the antique revolver onto the ammo crate.For a traitor, a bullet was too merciful.I took a sharp Sicilian stiletto off the torture rack. The blade reflected a cold gleam in the dim light.That flash of cold metal caught my eye, and for a split second, I saw eighteen-year-old Lorenzo.Back then, he was just an Associate not yet recognized by the family, wearing an ill-fitting cheap suit, standing in the rainy street.As an outcast pushed aside by the family, he didn't even have a decent weapon.Once, trying to reclaim a smuggled shipment for the family, he got two ribs broken and collapsed in an alley like a stray dog.That was the first time I disobeyed my father's orders and used the family doctor to save him.I shoved a stack of cash and a Browning engraved with the family crest into his hand.But he stubbornly pushed the money back, his wolf-like eyes staring dead at me: "Miss Corleone, please leave me some dignity."Since then, I just "happened" to provide him with intel
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Chapter 4
The air was thick with the stench of disinfectant .Pavel, the Corleone family doctor, peeled off his bloodied rubber gloves. His eyes darted around, refusing to meet mine.He wiped cold sweat from his forehead, turned to Lorenzo, and bowed deeply. His voice trembled but echoed clearly in the dead silence."Don, Sophia's wound... it looks alarming, but no internal organs were damaged."Lorenzo's tense shoulders had just begun to relax when Pavel dropped the bombshell that shattered my last shred of dignity."However, during the examination, we discovered that Sophia is two months pregnant.""That is the precious bloodline of the Corleone family. It is your child..."In that instant, I felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room.I looked at Lorenzo.The man I had loved for twelve years, the man who swore only I was worthy of bearing his heirs, now stood frozen.There was no rage or denial as I had expected.His eyes held shock at first, which was quickly replaced by a complex
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Chapter 5
The whir of the helicopter rotors faded completely into the night sky.The vast Corleone estate was now as silent as a tomb.To ensure Sophia's absolute safety during the transport, Lorenzo hadn't just taken the "Shadow Guard"; he had even pulled every single Soldato from the estate.All he left me were a few elderly servants and a mansion so empty it was unnerving.Clutching the hastily bandaged gauze on my forehead, I sat in the old leather chair my father had left behind, staring at the pitch-black night outside. The instinct of prey being stalked sent a chill down my spine.News traveled too fast.The Don had left New York, taking his elite forces with him, leaving a wounded Mama to guard an empty fortress.For the rival families who had been lying in wait, this was an invitation to a feeding frenzy.*Boom!*A deafening blast shattered the bulletproof glass of the French windows. A heatwave carrying shards of glass rushed into the living room.It was the smell of C4.The estate's w
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Chapter 6
The sunlight in Sicily was blindingly bright.Lorenzo stood in his bespoke black suit in front of the high-backed red velvet chair that symbolized supreme power.He must have been glancing at the entrance from time to time.He was waiting for me.After all, in our countless arguments before, I was always the one to bow my head first.He was certain that, for the sake of the family's face and our so-called "marital bond," I would swallow all my grievances and attend his coronation.However, seconds turned into minutes, and the heavy doors remained shut.The anxiety in Lorenzo's eyes grew intense. Subconsciously, he twisted the ruby pinky ring that represented the power of the Don."Stop looking, Lorenzo."Sophia, dressed in a white lace gown even more lavish than a Mama’s ceremonial dress, intimately linked her arm through his, practically pressing her entire body against him.She stroked her flat stomach and whispered in his ear like a snake hissing venom."Elena isn't coming. She was
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Chapter 7
"There's one more thing besides freezing the assets."My gaze locked onto Sophia's snowy white neck.Hanging there was a dazzling ruby necklace. It was blood-red—pigeon's blood rubies from the oldest mines in Sicily.Sophia subconsciously covered her neck and shrank back into Lorenzo's arms."That necklace is an heirloom from my mother—the previous *Mama* of the Corleone family."I stepped closer, the sharp click of my heels sounding like a death knell against the floor."It symbolizes the matriarch of the Corleone family. Only a legitimate *Mama* has the right to wear it.""Sophia, you're just a bastard adopted out of pity. Even if you climbed into Lorenzo's bed, you aren't worthy of wearing it."I raised my hand. Two burly knightages immediately stepped forward."Take it off her.""And that priceless Parisian couture gown."I swept a cold glance over her lace dress, my tone dripping with disdain, as if discussing trash."The books show Lorenzo bought it with embezzled family funds."
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Chapter 8
Stripped of the halo of the Corleone Don, it took only three months for Lorenzo's world to crash from the clouds into the gutter.He was in the messiest slums of Brooklyn—a dark corner filled with cheap dope and violent crime.Without the Family's protection or assets, the once arrogant "Wolf of Sicily" was reduced to selling his life for a few hundred bucks as a low-level enforcer in underground fight clubs and dirty streets.Late at night, the rain was pouring down.Lorenzo clutched his abdomen, stumbling through the door of that cheap semi-basement rental.The air reeked of mold, expired pizza, and cheap perfume."You finally decided to come back?"Sophia sat on the clutter-filled sofa, wearing a knockoff Chanel dress bought from a street stall, applying bright red lipstick in the mirror.Seeing Lorenzo covered in blood and looking pathetic, her eyes held no pity, only undisguised disgust and loathing."Where's today's money? I need that new bag. Even if it's a fake, that bitch next
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Chapter 9
Lorenzo’s voice sounded like a dying beast, screaming my name through the torrential rain.He refused to leave.He stubbornly believed that if he knelt in the rain long enough, just like he did years ago, my heart would soften. He thought I would come out holding an umbrella and bring him home, just like I did when I was eighteen.Unfortunately, the Elena who loved him died the night he abandoned her."Make him shut up."I set down my glass of red wine, draped a black cashmere coat over my shoulders, and walked out of the main building.Outside the iron gates, Lorenzo was gripping the bars tightly. Seeing my silhouette emerge through the curtain of rain, his dim eyes instantly lit up with a shocking intensity."Elena! I knew it... I knew you couldn't let me go!""Sophia tricked me! That bitch miscarried! She was using me the whole time! I have nothing left now. I only have you!"He reached out, trying to touch me through the bars, a pathetic, ingratiating smile on his face. He looked a
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Chapter 10
The air in the abandoned safe house in Brooklyn reeked of mold.Lorenzo huddled in the corner of the sofa, clutching a gun that had no bullets. He hadn't slept in three days. The sirens outside sounded like the footsteps of the Reaper, getting closer and closer."Sophia? Are you packed yet? We have to leave, now!"Lorenzo hissed, keeping his voice low.However, the response wasn't Sophia's panicked sobbing, but a deafening crash."FBI! Freeze!"The door was blown off its hinges by a battering ram. Blinding tactical lights instantly swallowed the dim room.Lorenzo instinctively raised his gun, only to find countless infrared laser sights locked onto the center of his forehead.In despair, he raised his hands."Lorenzo Corleone, you are under arrest for first-degree murder, money laundering, and racketeering."An FBI agent in a bulletproof vest stepped forward, roughly slamming him against the wall. The cold handcuffs locked around his wrists with a sharp *click*."Who... who gave me up?
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