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Chapter 6

作者: Echo
"What's all the racket?" Blair's brow furrowed, trying to push down the knot of unease in his gut.

"It's Miss Flora!" Vito's voice was shaking. "After you left... she collapsed in the church. Covered in blood! Boss, there was blood everywhere!"

Blair's heart seized.

Covered in blood? Collapsed?

He shoved Mia off him, shot up from the bed, and snatched his suit jacket from the back of the chair, turning to leave.

"Blair! Where are you going?" Mia scrambled up, grabbing his sleeve in a panic.

"I h
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    (Flora's Perspective)After getting rid of Mia, Blair was consumed by a profound sense of unease.He was desperate to prove his loyalty to me, to give me the clean marriage he believed I deserved.The very next morning, he secretly summoned his lawyers to unilaterally force a divorce from Mia and have her name permanently removed from the family's protection list.So I had someone "accidentally" leak this news to Mia.Backed into a corner, Mia snapped.Driven by panic, she did the one thing that was a death sentence in the mafia world. She took a file of top-secret Falcone family business—one Blair had left behind at the suburban villa—and walked into the New York field office of the FBI.When word got back to the Falcone family, Blair was in chaos. FBI agents were already freezing his accounts; a federal investigation was imminent.As he was pacing his study, at his wits' end, I walked in with a fresh cup of coffee."Darling?" I began gently massaging his shoulders, offering a caring

  • The Don’s Secret Wife   Chapter 12

    (Flora's Perspective)CRASH!Mia flinched as if electrocuted, slapping the glass out of my hand.Red liquid splattered across the carpet amidst a spray of sharp, glittering shards.Her eyes darted around, and then she fell back on her one and only weapon: playing the victim.Without hesitation, she grabbed a piece of broken glass from the floor and dragged it hard across her own forearm.Blood welled up instantly, a shocking red against her pale skin, dripping onto the floor."AAGH! Help! Blair, help me!" Mia clutched her bleeding arm, letting out a piercing scream as she collapsed among the wreckage, sobbing hysterically.The commotion brought the man from the terrace running.The glass door flew open. Blair burst into the dining room, his gun already drawn."Flora!" He didn't even glance at the blood on the floor. His first and only instinct was to rush to my side, pulling me behind him and frantically checking me for injuries."Blair, she tried to kill me!" Mia cried, holding up her

  • The Don’s Secret Wife   Chapter 11

    (Flora's Perspective)The glass door sealed off the sound from outside.The moment Blair was gone, Mia, who had been a picture of anxiety, dropped her mask. She shot up, slamming her hands on the table, her eyes locked on me."You think this little act is going to win you anything?" Mia hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "Since you've forgotten, let me remind you of a little fact: you are, and always will be, the mistress he keeps in the dark!"I leaned back in my chair, saying nothing. I simply picked up my wine glass, swirling the crimson liquid, a faint smile playing on my lips.My silent acknowledgment was the one thing that could pierce Mia's fragile nerves.She took a step closer, her voice turning shrill. "What are you smiling at? You pathetic bitch! Your hag of a mother is rotting in hell! And so is that clump of bloody flesh that was in your belly! They were both killed by that man, the one you let hold you every night! Doesn't it make you sick?!"She stared into my eyes,

  • The Don’s Secret Wife   Chapter 10

    (Blair's POV)For nearly two months, Blair was a changed man.He handed over all of the Falcone family's underground casinos, port smuggling, and turf wars to his second-in-command, Vito. The once-ambitious Godfather's only daily appointment was staying at the estate and playing the part of the perfect fiancé.Every morning, he’d make breakfast for Flora himself. Then he’d wake her with a soft kiss.He had to handle everything for her, more possessive than he’d ever been.And Flora? She looked happier every day.On the surface, everything was perfect.The only crack in the facade was when Flora would smile and ask, "Why are you so good to me?" Blair would flinch, unable to meet her gaze.He’d just force a smile. "Because I love you, baby. Of course."But only Blair knew the truth. Every night, the nightmares came back. He’d see the look on Flora’s face on their wedding day—so final, so full of hate.And their child, crying, asking him, "Daddy, why didn't you want me?"He’d jolt awake

  • The Don’s Secret Wife   Chapter 9

    (Blair's POV)"We understand, Doctor. We'll be careful," Blair said, his voice raw. "Can... can she see anyone now?""Briefly. But you must remain calm. Say things that will reassure her."Blair entered the room and saw her on the bed, pale and hooked up to a dozen machines. A sharp pain lanced through his chest, and tears fell without warning.He went to her bedside and gently took her hand.Flora's eyes fluttered open.Blair watched her, his breath held.Then, a smile he hadn't seen in what felt like a lifetime spread across her face—a smile of pure affection and trust. "Blair?"She looked confused. "Why are you crying?"Blair choked back a sob, forcing a reassuring smile. "I'm okay, baby. How are you feeling?"Flora didn't answer. Instead, she tried to lift a weak hand to his face, managing only to brush her fingers against the fresh scab on his brow. The one from where she'd thrown the velvet box at him."Honey, what happened to your face?" Her brow furrowed with genuine concern. "

  • The Don’s Secret Wife   Chapter 8

    (Blair's POV)The elder's voice was flat, cold. "She'll live. They just moved her to a sterile isolation room.""She'll live..."Those two words felt like a pardon. The tension that had held Blair's body rigid finally gave way, and he slumped against the cold wall, gasping for air, his eyes burning.As long as she was alive.As long as she was alive, he had a chance to make it right.He pushed himself upright, his legs unsteady, and started toward the isolation room at the end of the hall."Stop."In an instant, a dozen black barrels were pointed straight at his head. The Hillrose family's gunmen blocked his path."Get out of my way!" he snarled, his hand moving to the gun at his back.THWACK!Before he could draw, a fist slammed into his face.His head snapped to the side, the coppery taste of blood filling his mouth. The man who'd hit him was Flora's uncle, Julian, the Hillrose family's second-in-command.His eyes were bloodshot as he grabbed Blair by the collar."You son of a bitch!

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