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The Don’s Wife Was Never Running Chapter 9
Vincent stood on the sidewalk for three hours, holding the signed divorce papers in his trembling hand.The rain started to fall again, soaking through his suit, blurring the ink until my signature ran like blood.He didn't move. He didn't feel the cold. All he could hear was my voice echoing in his head: It's over.He drove straight back to the mansion, his mind blank except for the sound of my voice repeating those final words.Sofia practically shrieked when she saw him walk through the door. "Vincent! You're finally back! I told you Isabella was nothing but a treacherous bitch—""Shut up!" Vincent roared, his voice like thunder.Sofia flinched back, her face draining of color. "Vincent, I—""I should have known. From the very beginning. You were never the quiet, timid secretary you pretended to be. You were a snake. A liar. A murderer."Sofia's face paled. "What are you talking about? Vincent, I love you!"Vincent didn't bother listening to another word. He snapped his fingers, and
The Don’s Wife Was Never Running Chapter 8
The next three days were the worst of Vincent Capelli's life.He camped outside Elijah's penthouse, sitting in his car for hours on end, staring up at the windows, waiting for me to come out.He sent flowers every hour, on the hour.He sent letters, dozens of them, handwritten, his handwriting shaky and uneven, telling me how much he loved me, how much he missed me, how empty the mansion was without me.He even climbed the fire escape to the west wing one night, banging on my window, begging me to let him in.Elijah's security guards dragged him away, but he fought them, screaming my name, until they had to restrain him.The papers had a field day.The Don of the Capelli family, reduced to a lovesick fool, camped outside his rival's penthouse. The headlines were brutal."CAPELLI LOSES HIS MIND OVER EX-WIFE.""THE FALL OF A DON."His capos begged him to stop."Don Capelli, you're destroying the family," Tony said, finding him sitting in his car in the rain, staring up at my window."The
The Don’s Wife Was Never Running Chapter 7
At the end of the two weeks, Dr. Hale gave me the all-clear."The acute damage is reversed," he said, handing me a prescription. "But you still need to take it easy. No alcohol, no stress. Come back for a checkup in two weeks."That night, Elijah invited me to the annual Genovese Charity Ball."It's neutral territory," he said. "All the families will be there. It'll send a message that you're alive and well. And it'll give Vincent a chance to see you, if he shows up."I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. I knew it was time to face him. Time to end this, once and for all.Elijah had a gown sent over for me: a simple black silk dress, floor-length, with long sleeves that covered the scar on my arm.It fit me perfectly. When I looked in the mirror, I saw Isabella Capelli again. Strong. Unbreakable.When we walked into the ballroom together, the room fell silent. Every head turned. Whispers spread through the crowd like wildfire.Isabella Capelli. Alive. On the arm of Elijah Luciano.I h
The Don’s Wife Was Never Running Chapter 6
For the next fourteen days, Elijah Luciano kept his word.He turned the entire west wing of his Manhattan penthouse over to me, a sprawling suite with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Central Park, a private library, and a sunroom filled with white lilies.That's my favorite flower, though I'd never told anyone that.But Elijah knew it. Maybe it was never just about the life debt.A private nurse named Margaret was on call 24/7, and Dr. Hale showed up every morning at nine sharp and every evening at six, never late, never rushed.Elijah personally oversaw every single meal.He'd sit in the kitchen with the chef for an hour every morning, going over the day's menu, making sure every ingredient was fresh and every dish was exactly what Dr. Hale had prescribed.He'd bring my breakfast to my bed on a silver tray, with a single white rose in a small vase, and he'd sit quietly in the armchair while I ate, reading the newspaper or answering emails on his phone.He never pushed me to talk
The Don’s Wife Was Never Running Chapter 5
The metallic taste of blood and rain lingered thick on my tongue as I forced my eyes open, the world swimming in a hazy blur of white and gold.I wasn't in the alley anymore.Soft Egyptian cotton sheets wrapped around me like a cloud, and the room smelled of sandalwood and fresh linen.Sunlight filtered through heavy velvet curtains, casting warm stripes across the polished oak floor and catching the edge of a crystal decanter on the bedside table.A low, smooth voice pulled me from my disorientation."You're awake. Take it slow. You've been unconscious for thirty-six hours."I turned my head sharply, and a searing pain lanced through my stomach, making me gasp and double over.A man sat in an armchair by the window, watching me quietly with eyes the color of stormy gray.He was in his early thirties, wearing a tailored black suit, no tie, the top two buttons of his shirt undone to reveal a hint of a gold chain around his neck."Elijah Luciano?" My voice was hoarse, barely a whisper, m
The Don’s Wife Was Never Running Chapter 4
The baptism was held at the old Catholic church in Brooklyn, the same church where Vincent and I had gotten married.I showed up alone, wearing a simple black dress. The whole room turned to stare at me as I walked in. I could feel their pity, their judgment, their curiosity.At the front of the church, Vincent stood beside Sofia. He was wearing a black suit, his hair combed back perfectly. Sofia was wearing a white lace dress, her arm linked through his, the diamond necklace Vincent had given her glinting around her neck She looked like the Don’s wife. Not me.The old Don walked over to me, his face stern. "Go stand with your husband."I didn’t move.The ceremony passed in a blur. I didn’t hear a word the priest said. I just stared at the two babies in the priest’s arms, wondering how two screaming brats had burned my whole world to ash.After the ceremony, everyone moved to the mansion for the reception.The old Donna cornered me by the buffet table. "Go hold one of the boys. It
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