LOGINOn the fifth year after marrying Giovanni Santoro, the Don of the Santoro family, he decides to make a public appearance with his mistress, Valentina Conti. He no longer denies the truth behind the romantic scandals. Videos of them that have been taken in secret, as well as salacious gossip featuring the two, are spread like wildfire in New Albion. It's an act of declaring ownership over Giovanni that he himself has silently permitted. There are even busybodies who don't know their place and decide to prod me for answers with smiles on their faces. "Does this mean someone else is going to replace you as the Donna of the family?" That night, the underworld of New Albion secretly goes through a thorough purge. I file for a divorce with Giovanni immediately before marrying his biggest enemy, Franco Messina. After that, the Santoro family goes into bankruptcy. Their power and authority easily crumble into dust. Giovanni kneels before me. With tears running down his face, he begs me for forgiveness. I just smile while waving the divorce agreement in my hand. "Sorry, but we're already divorced."
View MoreThis wasn't a party, and there were no guests—only a vast, emptied stretch of coastline. The distant lighthouse beam turned slowly, as if counting down to a ritual.Franco stood beside me, the wind tossing his dark coat. This was a man who had once decided life and death with a single word, but now, he lingered in near-reverent silence.Suddenly, he got down on one knee. However, this wasn't an act of weakness but one of submission. He looked up at me, his gaze intense and burning. Then, Franco reached inside his coat and produced a ring. It wasn't a traditional diamond ring but a band engraved with the Messina family crest, with my name etched on the inside. "Chiara… From this moment on, every asset, every influence, every shred of power, and every connection of the Messina family is yours."His voice was low, yet it carried cleanly through the night. He held the ring in his palm, as though presenting an entire kingdom. "You may command them, purge them, and rebuild them. M
Valentina didn't hesitate, her tone matter-of-fact as she answered, "Yes. I slipped the divorce papers in with the contracts you usually sign and had you sign them along with everything else."The words struck Giovanni like a cold needle, piercing his mind. He froze as memories slowly surfaced. During that time, he had been swamped with work at the company, closing deals one after another.He really had been signing countless documents every day. Since he had never been on guard around Valentina, he hadn't even glanced at what he was signing. So, that was it. "Why would you do that?" Giovanni asked, his voice low and hoarse. Valentina frowned like he had asked something stupid. "If you divorce her, you can marry me."She stepped closer. Her voice was edged with expectation as she pressed, "Don't you want to marry me?"For the first time, Giovanni felt a twinge of regret.It wasn't the kind of overwhelming remorse. Rather, it was a delayed, inescapable fatigue that weighed
Giovanni's expression changed as soon as he heard what I said. "If you don't want to help, fine. But there's no need to make up this kind of bullshit. Do you really think a lie like that is funny?" he replied with a sneer. Even now, his voice still held that familiar air of superiority.I raised a brow. "We really are divorced."My tone was calm, almost gentle. I then slowly took out my phone, pulled up the scanned copy of the divorce papers, and slid the device toward him. "See here? That's your signature."In an instant, the tension in the air was palpable. The color slowly drained from Giovanni's face, and his fingers trembled slightly."W-When did I sign this?" he asked.I let out a soft chuckle."Well, you'd have to ask your lover, Valentina," I answered casually, as if I were talking about the weather.The words hit him like a punch to the gut.In the next second, Giovanni seized my wrist with brutal force. Then, with everyone in the patisserie watching, he fell to
Valentina shifted in her seat. Her fingers trembled slightly as she asked, "Are you sure?"I smiled faintly and answered decisively, "I'm sure."…Before long, Valentina carefully handed the divorce papers back to me. Sure enough, Giovanni's steady, familiar signature sat at the bottom. I exhaled in relief. This major chapter in my life was finally brought to a close.Right then, Valentina glared at me and warned, "From now on, you're not allowed to go near Giovanni again."I nodded without hesitation. "Don't worry. I won't."…After packing up everything at the Santoro residence, I called Franco and told him to pick me up.Neon lights flickered past the car window as I leaned back in my seat, my fingertips drumming lightly against the armrest.My gaze was cold and steady. "It's time to make our move," I uttered slowly, each word sharp with intent. In an instant, the air was heavy with an unspoken threat. At last, my plan could begin. …A few days later, the Santoro f
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