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Mafia Princess Reclaimed Her Throne at Her Wedding

Mafia Princess Reclaimed Her Throne at Her Wedding

Short Story · Mafia
By:  KarenWCompleted
Language: English
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Feel-Good Story

Plot Twists

Melodramatic

Mafia

Girl Power

Scumbag

Winning Back the Wife

Face Slapping

Regret

My boyfriend of five—Evan Callister, suddenly proposed to me. Everyone flooded me with congratulations. I felt happy too, quickly started planning our wedding. Then I overheard him talking with his gang friends. Apparently, I wasn’t his only option. Just one of five women he’d been seriously considering for marriage. A lineup that included his childhood sweetheart, a few of his long-time bed warmers, and some well-connected heiresses whose families could do wonders for his. “I didn’t imagine that you actually gonna marry Liora at the end, I thought Viola’s still the one you love.” And then Evan, “Liora’s father died. If I marry her, I could have all of her money and the casino. She cannot do a thing about it. She only has me as her family now.” “And what if Viola hears about your wedding and freaks?” his friend teased. Evan chuckled. “I told her that I will make Liora conveniently die after the wedding. Then her and I can get marry instead.” My heart iced over. But I didn’t cry or confront or even blink. Instead, I made the call to the man my father had always wanted me to marry — the one of noble status, the one everyone admired, the one I’d avoided. And just said one thing, “My wedding is three days from now. Come and elope with me.”

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10 Chapters
Chapter 1
Liora’s POVWhen I came to fetch my fiancé—soon-to-be husband, Evan—for a simple lunch, I didn’t expect to hear my world shatter.From around the corner, I caught his voice, laughing with his friends. Laughing about me. About us. Mocking our relationship like it was some inside joke. And then he said it—how he’d never loved me. How he’d only seen me as a name on his list of potential wives.I froze.What scared me most wasn’t just Evan’s betrayal—it was how twisted he truly was. How he could be two completely different men. With me, he was soft. Gentle. The kind of man who brushed my hair behind my ear and kissed my knuckles like I was precious.But with his friends? He was smug. Cruel. Like I was just another name on his list.What kind of man thinks a woman like me could just be picked? Like I was one of many, and he was doing me a favor?When I met Evan, he was a newcomer to New York’s mafia circle. Fresh blood. His father had just brought him in, and their family was still scraping
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Chapter 2
Liora’s POVI was rounding the corner when I heard it—that sugary-sweet voice that instantly made my skin crawl.“Liora!”Viola.Evan’s so-called ex. Or, according to his little speech earlier, the only woman he’s ever truly loved.God, even her voice grated now. I could kick myself for ever trusting her. I was the one who let her work at my family’s casino.I believed her story when she said she had to take a break from her Italian husband. The way she’d been so sad. I even comforted her. Held her hand. Told her she was strong.What a damn joke.I turned slowly.Viola stood by the elevator in a clingy, too-perfect office outfit, waving like we were still friends.Like she hadn’t just been the ghost in the room Evan couldn’t stop mourning.“Evan didn’t mention you were stopping by today,” she said with a polite smile—one that didn’t reach her eyes.I didn’t bother to smile back.“Just came by for the monthly meeting. I’m still the name on the board. Remember?”It came out sharper tha
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Chapter 3
Liora’s POVIf Viola wanted to play the victim, then she shouldn’t be surprised when I played the role too.My words landed. Evan’s brow furrowed deeper. “That’s not what I meant.”I took a step back, letting my voice crack just enough.“Evan, she’s your childhood sweetheart. And me? What am I—your tenth girlfriend? I know my place.”I watched his jaw tighten. That flicker of guilt? Gone. Replaced with irritation.“You’re exaggerating, Liora,” he snapped, a little too fast. “Don’t make a scene.”His patience was thinning. But I didn’t back down.“Who’s your fiancée—me or her? Because from the way you’re defending that whore, it sure as hell doesn’t sound like me.”Evan stepped in closer. His voice dropped, low and cold. “Have I been giving you too much freedom lately? Did you forget what I told you? As my wife, you’re not allowed to act like this. If you can’t handle it, I won’t marry you.”Like a threat. As if not marrying him would be the end of me.How arrogant do you have to be, E
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Chapter 4
Liora’s POV The curtain yanked open. Evan stood there. I was still up on the platform. Viola was on the floor, curled like a fainting damsel. Not moving.He rushed to her side, arms cradling her like she might break in two. Then he looked up at me, jaw clenched. “What did I tell you the other day? If you keep acting like a drama queen, I won’t marry you!”I almost laughed. Such a cheap little act—and he’d bought it wholesale.“Then don’t,” I said.His face shifted. Like he couldn’t quite process what I’d just said.“Liora, how many times do I have to tell you? You have no one but me. And you still act like this? I swear, I won’t tolerate it for one more day.”Viola whimpered softly from his chest, like a Disney character in distress. “I think… I think I twisted my ankle.”Evan’s eyes snapped down to her, rage barely contained. Then back to me. “Go think about what you’ve done. I want your head clear before the wedding. Or don’t come at all. I’ll have the ceremony with Viola and you an
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Chapter 5
Liora’s POV“Lost your hearing too, Evan?” I smiled, looping my arm through Tristan’s with all the grace of a woman who was very done. “Meet my fiancé.”Evan’s face contorted like I’d just kicked his dog.“If he’s your fiancé, then what am I to you?” he snapped. “If this is about what happened a few days ago—you know that was a misunderstanding.”I shook off his hand before he could keep going. “Come on, Evan. You didn’t actually think I’d marry you, did you? I billions in my pocket and my family’s casino. What do you have?”The words hit like a blade to the ego. His eyes burned, jaw clenched.“Don’t cross that line, Liora,” he said, voice low and threatening. “You won’t like me when I’m angry.”“Or what?” Tristan stepped forward, casual but sharp. “What do you become when you’re angry, Evan? Enlighten us. Maybe do a little demonstration?”To Evan’s credit, he was smart about one thing—he knew better than to pick a fight he couldn’t win. And Tristan Vexley? He was the kind of man Evan
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Chapter 6
Liora’s POVThe destination was Bora Bora—one of my absolute favorites.I turned to Tristan, genuinely surprised. “You actually managed to book a suite this time of year in Bora Bora?”He just smiled, that quiet, knowing curve of his lips that always seemed one step ahead of me.Meanwhile, I was practically gawking at everything like a kid set loose in a candy shop.The resort was perfect. Private villa, ocean view, soft tropical air drifting in from the balcony. The closet even came pre-stocked with dresses in my exact size.There was only one flaw, really.It wasn’t a honeymoon suite.So Tristan meant it when he said he thought about this trip just for me. He didn’t think I would get the marriage certificate with him.Dinner passed quickly, the kind of quiet and comfortable that used to be impossible for us. By the time we returned to the suite, the night had softened around us, and Tristan was definitely tipsy. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes a little glassy.When he swayed and n
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Chapter 7
Liora’s POVThe honeymoon was—unexpectedly—exhausting and romantic.Tristan and I were… more in sync than I’d ever predicted. I’d assumed our marriage would be cold, distant, more of an arrangement than a partnership.But everything that happened since had proven me wrong.And, honestly, Tristan wasn’t anything like Evan. Not even close.He told me once, in that quiet, pragmatic way of his, that if I wanted to protect my father’s casino—and everything he’d built—I should go to business school. “Learn everything you can,” he said. “And whatever you can’t, I’ll teach you myself.”And he meant it.So, ever since we got back from Bora Bora, my life had been a constant rhythm of lectures and late-night casino runs. Mornings at school, nights in the office—then Tristan’s private lessons that somehow balanced between finance, strategy, and… distractions of a more intimate kind.Time passed quickly when I was busy. There were moments I almost believed Evan had vanished from my life for good.U
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Chapter 8
Liora’s POV“Guess who I saw loitering outside your casino on my way in?” Tristan said as he strolled into my top-floor office. “Your asshole ex-boyfriend. And his sad little girlfriend.”“They haven’t left?”It had been five hours since I’d walked into the building. And they were still here?Tristan raised an eyebrow. “You saw them?”“They blocked my way this afternoon. I figured they’d be gone by now.”He didn’t rush to my side. Instead, he took his time crossing to the floor-to-ceiling window beside my desk and looked down, arms casually crossed.“Want to see a show?”“A show?” I walked over, joining him at the window.“What do you think they’re here for?” he asked, not looking at me—just slipping his hand into mine and giving it a gentle tug. “To win you back? Maybe. But I think their agenda’s more… urgent.”I frowned. “What are you talking about?”“Money, babe.” He chuckled, sliding his arm around my waist. “They want your money.”I blinked. “Seriously?”“Dead serious.” His voice
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Chapter 9
Liora’s POVI don’t know how he found out about the pregnancy. But he somehow did. And he showed up—uninvited—at the hospital during one of our checkups.I didn’t even recognize him at first.The arrogance was gone. So was the polish. His shirt was torn, face unwashed, hair a matted mess. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days, like he hadn’t looked in a mirror in weeks.He stumbled toward me, eyes wild. “Liora! Liora!”Tristan’s guards intercepted him before he got too close. But he kept pushing forward, practically dragging his feet across the tiled floor.“Liora! You’re pregnant! Is it... is it mine?”He looked—honestly—like a madman.I saw the shift in Tristan’s face before he moved. His whole expression darkened, jaw clenched. He looked two seconds away from ending Evan’s existence.But I stepped in first.I held up a hand, then slowly walked forward, keeping a measured distance.Evan blinked, confused—like the question had physically hurt him. “Liora, please,” he pleaded, voice s
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Chapter 10
Liora’s POVBusiness had been, frankly, chaotic—in the best possible way.Within three months, I’d acquired another building in New York. The third casino under my family’s name was officially in progress.I was walking through the lobby with the décor team, halfway into a conversation about light fixtures, when a woman—yes, an actual woman—came flying out of nowhere and practically collapsed at my feet.I looked down.Viola.“Viola?”She stood, brushing herself off like nothing had happened, and flashed a tiny diamond ring that was barely visible unless you had a microscope handy.“Huh. Looks like you lost in the end, after all,” she said with a smug little grin. “Evan and I got married. Jealous?”I blinked. “Congratulations.”It wasn’t sarcasm. Not really. Viola was just... more naïve than I thought. In the end, she’d willingly thrown herself into the same fire that had already burned me.Her hand dropped to her stomach. “And I’m pregnant. Evan’s child.”That part did surprise me. Gi
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