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Mafia Game: The 100th Prank, Paid with Life

Mafia Game: The 100th Prank, Paid with Life

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Winning Back the Wife

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I loved Vincent Jones for three years. Even after his "amnesia," he still remembered only me. So I played along, threw away my study abroad dreams, stayed up all night building his game, forgave every broken promise and every bruise he left behind. Then I found out I was carrying his child. And from outside that VIP room door, I heard him laughing with his true love, counting up my humiliations like trophies. He was never sick. It was all a game. The missing bracelet in the rain? That was number one. Sabotaging my scholarship? That was seventy-two. The fall that took our baby and broke my leg? Ninety-nine. And number one hundred? He was going to destroy my life’s work, my game, in front of everyone I knew. So. He wanted to bet my heart for sport? Then I'll give him a death he can't come back from. Claire Bennett died in that plane crash. Now? You can call me June An. And Vincent Jones? He's going to pay for every single one of the hundred times he broke me.

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Chapter 1
After the Jones family's Don, Vincent Jones, suffered an "unexpected amnesia," he chased me like his life depended on it.I played Vincent's girlfriend for three years—and somewhere along the way, I fell for him for real.He swore he'd only ever love me, for the rest of his life.But the moment I was about to tell him I was pregnant, I overheard the senior girl who had bullied me saying to him:"Vincent, thank you for pretending to have amnesia and getting revenge for me; you’ve pranked Claire ninety-nine times.""As long as you hit one hundred pranks, I'll date with you."Only then did I understand: Sienna was the woman Vincent wanted and could never truly have.Only a wall separated us, outside the VIP room of that Italian restaurant in downtown Manhattan.I was just passing by.I told myself: don't overthink it.But their cheering slipped through the crack of the door and nailed my feet to the floor."Sienna—" someone dragged out her name, teasing.Sienna White laughed softly, but h
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Chapter 2
I walked fast, but I didn't make a sound.Two minutes later, the message was "recall" in the chat window.Like he'd suddenly regretted lying to me.I stared at the line that read "The other person recall a message," my throat tightening.I pretended I never received anything at all and didn't reply, cooperating, just like always.Truth was, I should've expected this long ago.That night Vincent was showering, I accidentally found an encrypted folder on his phone —"Progress."Inside were ninety-six videos.Every single one matched a time I'd been "pranked."Searching for the bracelet in the rainy night. The fever. The competition I got stood up for. The times he "got the time wrong." The drafts that got ruined. The humiliation I swallowed until my teeth ached...All of it was treated like levels in a game, recorded and archived.The password was Sienna's birthday: 12/24.He lied to me and said it was the day he first met me.Last December 24th, I stood in the snow waiting for him for th
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Chapter 3
I deleted every photo of us in my phone.When I got home to pack, a leather journal slipped out of Vincent's safe.On the dark green cover was the first-version game logo I designed after three straight all-nighters.Vincent had it stamped onto the cover, and inside were all my design sketches from these years.When I flipped to page seven, I froze.Next to a photo of me coding in glasses, there was a sticky note:[Today she yelled that the planner was a porcupine, but the revised plan she made is ten times stronger. How can someone be such an adorable genius?]My breath felt like it got strangled.Back then, every time I pulled an all-nighter drawing drafts, Vincent would stay up with me, massage my shoulders, cook for me.One sentence from me, he'd run out at midnight to buy me cake.When I was on my period, he'd massage my belly.He'd tuck my frozen, pale hands into his palms and murmur, "Don't tough it out. You need to learn to rely on me."I believed him.But now I understood - th
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Chapter 4
Sienna blocked the doorway, smiling innocent and airy:"It's just irregular bleeding. That's so common for girls. Vincent, don't make a fuss.""Move." Vincent's voice went cold, anger barely restrained.It was the first time he'd openly gone against Sienna in front of everyone.I was rushed into St. Mary's Hospital's ER.In the anesthesia haze, half-awake and half-gone, I could still catch the voices outside the examination room.Sienna whined like she was complaining about a toy she couldn't control:"Did you guys put in too much hallucinogen? I thought it was just to make her embarrass herself in public."Someone laughed, smug like he wanted credit:"Getting rid of a burden is a win too. Vincent should thank me.""Yeah. It's been three years," another voice cut in. "If she really had a kid, how would Vincent shake her off and dump her? We're helping him clear the mines."The air went dead.After a long silence, Vincent finally spoke, low and heavy:"A prank is a prank. Don't touch he
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Chapter 5
His voice was so soft, like he was afraid he'd wake me from a dream:"I'll stay with you until you recover."I closed my eyes.He tucked my blanket in, his movements careful.Then he ran around handling paperwork, picking up meds, buying hospital supplies—nearly an hour of back-and-forth before he finally sat down, looking like the most responsible boyfriend in the world.And yet—He was also the one who pushed me into all of this.I pretended to sleep, but my heart was hammering so hard it felt like it might explode.All night, Vincent barely closed his eyes.He kept watch by my bed. Tears fell one drop at a time. He held my hand like he couldn't let go, like if he loosened his grip I'd truly disappear."I'm sorry, Claire... this is all my fault," he whispered, choking on the words. "I shouldn't have listened to them. I shouldn't have hurt you.""Thank God I still have a chance... I'll never hurt you again. You're my life, Claire.""Just a little more... and I would've lost you. I'm so
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Chapter 6
And behind him was the bodyguard my dad had sent—black suits, earpieces, cold eyes. His presence turned the room into a different world immediately.For the first time, Vincent lost his temper at Sienna.Sienna stared at him for a few seconds, like she realized he still had to do the "final love prank" and keep up appearances with me.With the bodyguard there, she could only swallow her rage, throw out a cold laugh, and storm off.I didn't wait for Vincent to explain a single word.The bodyguard rolled in a wheelchair to take me away.Vincent sensed something was wrong. He pressed a hand down on the wheelchair handle, anxiety surging in his eyes."Claire, what are you doing?"I lowered my gaze. My voice was calm, like I was reading a document that didn't matter:"Going to Italy for treatment. My dad is worried. He wants me to go to Paris."Vincent refused immediately, saying he didn't feel safe letting me go.I almost laughed.Who caused my leg injury?Wasn't the culprit standing right
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Chapter 7
Vincent's POVThe moment I heard the words "plane crash," my mind went blank for a full second.Like someone hit mute on my world.The next second, tinnitus exploded. Blood rushed backward. My heart felt like a fist grabbed it and yanked it down.I didn't even have time to confirm the flight number, my body moved first.I ran out the door, rushed into the elevator, dashed out of the building.The driver shouted behind me. I couldn't hear.All I remember is refreshing the news again and again in the car, calling her again and again.No answer.Every busy tone felt like someone scooping a hole out of my chest.You could smell the scene from far away.Burned metal, jet fuel, melted plastic, mixed with damp winter wind then punched into my nose like a vicious slap, snapping you awake from any fantasy.Smoke rolled. Police lights painted the ground in red and blue like an unreal dream.The perimeter was layered again and again.Rescue crews, media cameras, screaming and crying, the noise wa
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Chapter 8
She knew the so-called "99 pranks" weren't accidents.It was a group of people treating her like entertainment, like a wager, like something they could crush.And me?I hurt her again and again.I let Sienna and those guys trample her under the name of "game," humiliate her, watch her searching for a bracelet in the rain, picking up paper airplanes in a hallway, breaking down in public until she lost control...I heard her pain.I saw her humiliation.But every time, all it took was Sienna saying, "It's fun," and I shoved my conscience back down and kept playing the Vincent Jones who always "cooperated."The most ridiculous part was—I developed feelings for her inside that prank romance.I held her, kissed her, soothed her, told her "I only love you," told her "it's only you in this life."I watched the light in her eyes get fed out by my hands, then snuffed out by my hands.And I still clung to one line: "The one I love is Sienna."Because I didn't dare lose face.I didn't dare admit
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Chapter 9
I whipped around and roared like a beast:"Shut up!"They froze for a second.My chest heaved. My throat burned raw."If it weren't for your prank games, Claire wouldn't be dead!"They blinked then laughed harder, like I'd told the funniest joke."Who are you pretending to be devoted for?" someone sneered. "Weren't you the one who put laxatives in her water?""You were also the one who made her drop her experiment!"That "you were also" hit my face like a hammer.I didn't say another word.I charged and flipped the speaker onto the floor.When my fists landed, I heard the dull thud of bone.They fought back. We tore into each other.The hospital room turned to chaos; monitors shrieked, alarms stabbed into my ears.I didn't know how many hits I took.I didn't know how many I threw.I only knew—I had to smash that laughter.I had to.In the end, I collapsed, limp, covered in injuries, my vision closing in with rings of black.Someone pinned me down. Someone shouted for a doctor. Someone
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Chapter 10
Like a madman, he dug a bracelet out of his inner pocket.My mom's keepsake.The thing he once "pranked" me into losing, then turned around and gave to Sienna White.His fingers shook so hard it looked like he was holding a burning piece of evidence.He rasped, "Claire... here. I'm giving it back. I'm sorry. I'm wrong. For two years I've lived in pain and guilt every day. I hate myself. I've done so many things that hurt you. You... can you—"He didn't finish.His cuff slid down, exposing his wrist —slash after slash, crisscrossed, horrifying, like punishment he'd carved into himself.My heart got stabbed for a split second, and then it went cold again.I didn't care about his performance of "regretful devotion."I only reached out to snatch my mom's keepsake back."No," I cut him off, ice in my voice."The Claire Bennett who loved you is dead. She died in that 'plane crash' two years ago. One hundred pranks. A miscarriage. A ruined leg. Do you know how many surgeries it took before I
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