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My Sister’s Mafia Husband Begged When I Finally Left Chapter 12
[Horton's POV]Beep... beep... beep...The dial tone pierced my eardrums.I stood frozen in the vast, empty corridor of the Falcone estate, my hand still gripping the phone.The screen went dark, reflecting my own ravaged face. Unshaven, with sunken eyes, I looked like a junkie off the street.A moment ago, on the other end of the line, I'd heard more than just Christine's ice-cold dismissal. I'd heard Julian Thorne's laughter, filled with contempt for a loser like me."Bastard!!"I hurled the phone against the wall with all the strength I had left.It exploded into pieces. I clutched my head and slid down the cold wall until I was kneeling on the floor. The alcohol burned in my stomach, but it couldn't warm my trembling body.It was over. Everything was over.By the time I got to the bookstore, I saw Julian holding the door open.The sunlight caught her as she took his arm, her smile radiant with a brilliance I had never seen in her five years in my home.I didn't dare show my face.
My Sister’s Mafia Husband Begged When I Finally Left Chapter 11
In Manhattan's largest bookstore, a huge poster of my new book hung in the center."Congratulations, Miss Rossi, the first print run of one hundred thousand copies has already sold out," the store manager said, his face beaming. "This is without a doubt this year's literary phenomenon."I signed the last name, set down my pen, and rubbed my slightly sore wrist.Five years ago, I never could have imagined a moment of such glory, especially as the bestselling author Christine Rossi.I had to admit, the feeling of being in complete control of my own destiny was intoxicating.I was just about to get up and leave for the day when a small figure stumbled in, calling out to me timidly, "Christine..."I looked up, my movements pausing for a second.Luca, now almost seven, was taller. He wore a proper little suit and clutched a copy of my new book tightly in his hands.But he didn't look well.The once-arrogant little prince looked gaunt, with dark circles etched under his eyes.The bodyguards
My Sister’s Mafia Husband Begged When I Finally Left Chapter 10
Luca was clinging to his father's hand, his small face streaked with tears, his eyes swollen like tiny peaches.But the little boy was wearing one red sock and one blue sock, and his hair was so messy it looked like it hadn't been washed in days. He spotted me immediately, wrenched his hand from Horton's, and ran toward me, stumbling."Christine!"Luca threw his arms around my leg, clinging to me like a wronged child desperate for his mother. "Christine... I'm hungry." He looked up, snot and tears covering his face. "Millie's sandwiches tasted bad, and Papa made the milk explode... I want your lasagna.""The house is so messy, and no one tells me stories... Can you please come home?"His plea was filled with a dependence and remorse I had never seen before. I was deeply unsettled by it. In the past, he would only run at me to kick me and call me a wicked woman.But now, looking at him, even if my heart stirred with a flicker of emotion, it was only pity.There was a time I would have
My Sister’s Mafia Husband Begged When I Finally Left Chapter 9
His legs gave out, and he fell heavily to his knees on the thick rug.The last five years flashed before his eyes like a dizzying film.Christine's back as she bustled in the kitchen, a sight he had always scorned. The gentle curve of her cheek as she ironed his suits late at night. The way her eyes would redden as she fought back tears when Luca threw a toy at her head.And that night, the blood on her forehead and the calm finality in her eyes as she said, "We are even."He had hated her for five years. Humiliated her for five years. All in the name of avenging Seraphina.In reality, he had been torturing the only person who truly loved him. The woman who held him up in the darkness. "You destroyed the one woman who truly loved this family," the Don finally said, voicing the truth. "And now, she will never forgive us."Horton scrambled to his feet and burst out of the estate's doors like a madman.He couldn't hear Don Corrado shouting his name behind him.He jumped into his sports
My Sister’s Mafia Husband Begged When I Finally Left Chapter 8
"Get out of my way! She's my wife!"Horton roared and lunged for my car, but two bodyguards in black suits instantly blocked him.One of them effortlessly twisted Horton's arm, pinning him to the hood of the Rolls-Royce.The other discreetly produced a small, black object and pressed it to Horton's lower back."Sir, please calm down," the bodyguard's voice was polite but frigid.Horton's face was pressed against the cold paint of the car, his cheek contorted by the pressure.The surrounding guests began to whisper amongst themselves, the flashes of their phone cameras going off like strobes.Though reporters were kept at a distance, a photo of the Falcone underboss being subdued like a common thug would undoubtedly make headlines across the country tomorrow.Horton's face was now crimson with rage. The public humiliation made him look like a rabid animal."Christine!" he yelled, twisting his head to glare at me, his bloodshot eyes locking onto mine. "You think you can escape? As long
My Sister’s Mafia Husband Begged When I Finally Left Chapter 7
I accepted without a moment's hesitation. The chance to write again was all I wanted.From that day on, my new life began.I started writing at five every morning. My fingers flew across the keyboard, words pouring from a spring I thought had run dry.Five years in the Falcone family had given me a profound understanding of the underworld.I knew their rules, I knew how power corrupted the soul and how money bought and sold it.Marco taught me how to package these dark truths into compelling stories."Writing isn't just recording," he said. "It's elevating truth into art."Three months later, we finished the first draft.Marco sent the manuscript to an old friend in publishing.Within a week, five publishing houses were in a bidding war.The week the book hit the shelves, it debuted at number one on the New York Times bestseller list. My conservative, plain dresses were replaced by sharply tailored suits.The same socialites who once mocked me as the Falcone family's timid shadow now
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