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Mafia Ex-Wife: I Bought His Death with His Own Hundred Grand
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Ten years of marriage, and my husband slid the divorce papers across his mahogany desk. "You contributed nothing to this family. Under the prenup, you walk away with nothing." "Consider this a courtesy. Ten thousand a year. A hundred grand for a decade of your youth." "Don't even think about touching a cent of family money." I smiled and signed. I'm the kind of woman who's already died once. The next day, I took that hundred-thousand-dollar check and walked straight into the territory of his most dangerous enemy—Dominic Salucci. The man who controls half the East Coast underworld looked at me like I was inventory he hadn't ordered. "Why should I help you?" I leaned in close. "Because I know every decision Vincent Moretti is going to make for the next ten years. Every property. Every shipping route. And I know about the son he's hiding in Zurich." He studied me for a long moment. Then he smiled. "Interesting." What he doesn't know—what Vincent doesn't know—is that in my last life, men like them buried me without a second thought. This time, I'm going to watch every last one of them kneel.
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Mafia Ex-Wife: I Bought His Death with His Own Hundred Grand Chapter 10
Three months later, Hale Enterprises opened its doors.The office was modest by Manhattan standards—a converted loft in a building that had once been a textile factory, now filled with startups and boutique firms. Exposed brick, tall windows, the constant hum of the city filtering up from the street below. I'd chosen it deliberately. Nothing about this operation would suggest excess or ego. We would be judged by results, not appearances.Leo stood in the doorway of my new office, a coffee cup in each hand. He looked better than he had in months—the tension gone from his shoulders, color back in his face. The company was his again, fully exonerated, its accounts unfrozen and its reputation slowly healing. It would take years to fully recover, but we had years now."Delivery for the CEO," he said, handing me one of the cups."I'm not the CEO yet. I'm the founder. CEO implies there's a board.""There will be. Give it time."I took the coffee and gestured at the chair across from my desk.
Mafia Ex-Wife: I Bought His Death with His Own Hundred Grand Chapter 9
The River Club dinner stretched late into the evening. By the time we walked out onto the street, the city had shifted into its nighttime rhythm—fewer cars, more cabs, the glow of streetlights reflecting off wet pavement from an earlier rain. The air smelled like ozone and exhaust and possibility.Dominic walked beside me, his hands in the pockets of his overcoat. We didn't speak at first. The silence between us had become comfortable somewhere along the way, no longer something to fill but something to inhabit."You never answered my question," he said eventually."Which one?""At the office. Before you left for London. I asked why you came back." He glanced at me. "Vincent was destroyed. Your brother was safe. You could have disappeared—taken the money, started over somewhere no one knew your name. Most people would have."I considered the question. The honest answer was complicated. It had to do with the memory of floating above my own dead body, watching the world continue without
Mafia Ex-Wife: I Bought His Death with His Own Hundred Grand Chapter 8
The morning after Elena Moretti's birthday party, the front page of every newspaper in the city carried the same photograph: Vincent Moretti in handcuffs, his face a mask of stunned disbelief, being led from his mother's estate by federal agents.The headlines wrote themselves. MORETTI EMPIRE COLLAPSES. HEIR TO CRIME FAMILY ARRESTED IN FBI RAID. DIVORCÉE'S REVENGE: HOW A DISCARDED WIFE BROUGHT DOWN A KINGPIN.I read them all from a booth in a diner in Queens, drinking coffee that was too bitter and eating toast I didn't taste. The coverage was thorough, merciless, and exactly what I'd wanted. Every detail of Vincent's crimes laid bare. Every shell company exposed. Every dirty dollar traced back to its source.My phone buzzed. Leo."It's done." His voice was hoarse, like he hadn't slept. "The charges were dropped this morning. My lawyer says the evidence was 'procedurally compromised.' The IRS is issuing a formal apology.""Good.""Adriana." He paused. "What did you do?""Made a deal wi
Mafia Ex-Wife: I Bought His Death with His Own Hundred Grand Chapter 7
The Moretti estate in Westchester was a monument to old money pretending to be older than it was.Vincent's father had bought the property in the eighties from a railroad heir who'd gambled away his inheritance. Twenty acres of manicured lawn, a thirty-room mansion modeled after an Italian villa, and a ballroom that had hosted everyone from senators to crime bosses without anyone acknowledging the contradiction. Elena Moretti had spent three decades perfecting every detail—the frescoed ceilings, the imported marble, the gardens that required a staff of twelve to maintain. It was her kingdom, and she ruled it with the same iron efficiency her husband had once applied to his less legitimate enterprises.Tonight, the kingdom was celebrating its queen's sixty-fifth birthday.I arrived alone, in a black dress I'd bought that afternoon with Dominic's money. Simple. Elegant. The kind of dress that said I belong here without screaming for attention. The valet took my car—Dominic had insisted I
Mafia Ex-Wife: I Bought His Death with His Own Hundred Grand Chapter 4
I bought a new phone with cash. A prepaid burner from a corner store that didn't ask questions. I bought a new laptop from a pawn shop, wiped it myself, installed nothing I didn't need. If Vincent wanted to track me now, he'd have to work for it.The night before the auction, I sat in my narrow room
Mafia Ex-Wife: I Bought His Death with His Own Hundred Grand Chapter 3
The woman who opened the door was wearing my silk robe.She couldn't have been more than twenty-three. Blonde, coltish, with the kind of expensive dental work that announced private schooling and a father who'd never told her no. She looked me up and down with the casual cruelty of a woman who'd ne
Mafia Ex-Wife: I Bought His Death with His Own Hundred Grand Chapter 2
"Vincent's bidding on the South Ward parcel next week. His ceiling is three hundred million."Dominic raised an eyebrow. "You're certain?""He'll win. But three months from now, the city's going to find a colonial-era burial ground under that site. Construction gets halted indefinitely. Three hundre
Mafia Ex-Wife: I Bought His Death with His Own Hundred Grand Chapter 1
Ten years of marriage, and my husband slid the divorce papers across his mahogany desk."You contributed nothing to this family. Under the prenup, you walk away with nothing.""Consider this a courtesy. Ten thousand a year. A hundred grand for a decade of your youth.""Don't even think about touchin
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