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My Mafia Husband's Photo Game Chapter 8
I turned around.It was Carter.No, to be precise, it was Carter, recently stripped of his titles and exiled from the family's center of power."What are you doing here?"I had no pleasantries for him."I..."He looked haggard after a month.The custom suits that were always perfectly pressed now hung wrinkled on his frame. His jaw was covered in bluish stubble, his eyes cloudy and exhausted.It made sense. Just a few days ago, Ryder had taken that detailed financial report and the recordings and stormed a meeting of the Rossi Commission.In front of the old Don and all the Capos, he played the recording of Carter privately mocking the Don as an "old fool" and embezzling huge sums of family funds to clean up Sofia's mess.But the financial report was the fatal blow.It not only exposed Carter's incompetence at laundering money but also revealed a massive black hole in the family's legitimate businesses, all due to his negligence and selfish desires.The old Don was furious.He personal
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My son's christening was held at the Falcone family's private castle on the Sicilian coast.The place was packed with guests. Even the Consiglieres of several rival families sent representatives with gifts.After all, everyone knew that the Falcone family's 'financial genius' was back.And the cash flow she controlled was enough to shake the foundations of half the mafia world.At noon sharp, the banquet officially began.I held my son as my father personally placed a cornicello, a traditional charm for protection, around his neck.The little one didn't cry. He just looked around curiously with a pair of eyes that were the spitting image of me.When the food was served, I took my son to a private lounge in the back to feed him.There were two knocks at the door, not too loud, not too soft. I straightened the collar of my silk dress.I got up and opened it.Ryder Verratti stood in the doorway, dressed in a tailored, dark grey suit. He was holding a gift box wrapped in black velvet.Thos
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As he turned to leave the hospital, he could still faintly hear other patients' relatives gossiping about him."Tsk, he looks like a decent man, but what he does is just disgusting. I'm telling you, if you ever dared to treat me like that..."The drive back to the estate was filled with a restless, explosive anger.In the short twenty-minute drive, he cursed three or four times and honked his horn without reason at least five or six times.He sped all the way back to the Rossi family estate and threw open the door to our suite with a bang.Countless white funeral lily petals rained down from above his head, like a grotesque funeral.It was accompanied by the shrill laughter of Sofia and his men.Carter's face was thunderous as he scanned the living room.The walls were covered with photos of her face, twisted in the agony of childbirth, a cruel display he himself had orchestrated.Sofia, holding a party popper that was still sputtering petals, froze when she saw it was Carter. The popp
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"What did you say?" Carter froze, his keys creaking in his clenched fist. "She checked out? Who told her she could leave?""She didn't just check out..."The Soldato swallowed hard, his eyes wide with fear. "The nurses said she left half an hour ago. She took the baby, got into a convoy of black SUVs, and handled the discharge herself. The room's been empty ever since!"A sharp clatter.The car keys slipped from his hand and fell to the floor.Sofia's face stiffened.She glanced at the car keys on the floor, then at the lit screen of Carter's phone. The hand hidden beneath her silk cuff clenched into a tight fist.Unwilling to give up, she resorted to her usual tricks, reaching out to tug on his sleeve."Carter, just wait a little longer, okay? Maybe she'll text back any second. You know how women are, they love to throw these little fits...""You know Sloane. She loves to draw things out, probably just wants to make you worry. It makes her feel important."This time, however, Carter d
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Carter, who had just reached the door, stopped in his tracks.He turned and looked at me as if I were a pouting child. "What was that? Pay for this?"He took two steps back toward me, reaching out to touch my cheek. I flinched away from him.He wasn't angry that his hand was left hanging in the air. He just chuckled and slid it into the pocket of his bespoke suit trousers."My dear Sloane, learning to talk tough now, are we? Darling, don't be so dramatic.""Is the anesthesia still messing with your head?"The pain in my abdomen was so intense I could barely stand, but I kept my eyes locked on his. "I'm serious.""Carter Rossi, you will get on your knees and regret what you've done today."Our eyes met. Seeing that I wasn't joking in the slightest, Carter looked surprised, but he quickly shook his head.He bent down and leaned close to my ear, his breath warm. "Fine, then you can show me how my little princess is going to make me regret it.""But for now..." he tapped my forehead lightl
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My hand trembled as I pointed to the most vicious comment on the phone screen.Someone had even put a screenshot of my face during labor next to a photo of one of the family's enemies moments before their execution."Carter, that is your wife, the mother of your son. You let other men use my most vulnerable moment for their entertainment, for their humiliation, and you think it's just a joke?"Carter's brow furrowed in annoyance as he took the phone from Sofia.He casually sent an "Alright, don't take it too far" sticker into the group chat, then turned back to me."That's enough, Sloane. Don't be so dramatic.""You gave me an heir. I'm happy, and I wanted to share the joy with my men. If you don't like it, don't look. Now be good."I went rigid, unable to believe those words had come from his mouth.But then I realized, perhaps I had never truly known him at all.The affection I thought I saw was just the cheapest kind of mask, hiding the callous playboy underneath.The thought that I
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