Ch-81: Board meeting

Miley's POV: Emily stood at the far end of the room, surrounded by a cluster of junior designers. She was perfectly styled, as always in a silk blouse, hair styled in a sleek bun, and that familiar performative smile that looked sweet to the untrained eye but felt like poison to me. “Miley!” she said, like we were best friends who hadn’t seen each other in years. “We were just discussing next quarter’s campaign strategy. I know you might be a little out of touch with our current portfolio—would you like me to walk you through the basics?” A couple of the interns chuckled politely. Not at me, not exactly. But definitely because of her. Classic power move. Sweetly patronizing. Right on brand. I didn’t blink. I walked in like I hadn’t just been declared dead in their files six months ago. Like I belonged here. Like I had never left. I slid into the chair at the head of the table and calmly set down the heavy black binder in front of me. Gold initials stamped into the leather. My in

Last Updated : 2025-07-14

Ch-82: Push!

Miley's POV By the time the meeting ended, my jaw ached from the polite tension I had worn like armor all morning. Still, it had gone smoothly—better than I could’ve hoped, actually. I attended two more briefing sessions, mostly project overviews and budget syncs. Everyone was professional. A little nervous. A little too rehearsed. But not openly hostile.Progress, I guess.After the final session, I finally retreated to my office. The door shut with a soft click behind me. I rolled the chair forward and sank into it with a quiet sigh. My back touched the leather, and for the first time that day, I let myself feel a moment of relief.My eyes drifted to the edge of the desk.There it was.A photo of my mom—her smile bright, her posture always elegant but never cold. Next to it was a newer frame of Tulio and me in the garden a few weeks ago, his cheeks puffed out with laughter and jam stains. I smiled softly.And next to that… an empty frame.I stared at it for a beat longer than I sho

Last Updated : 2025-07-15

Ch-83: Blame?

Miley's POV I blinked, confused, the files stacked high in my arms and nearly brushing my cheekbones. The design books were heavy and wide, forcing me to tilt slightly to balance them. I shifted one aside carefully, craning my neck to get a better look at the commotion in the hallway.And there she was.Emily.Clutching her ankle, eyes wide with pain, lying sprawled dramatically across the marble floor.“Aahh…” she moaned, louder than necessary. “My ankle… Miley, what the hell!! Why did you push me?”I stood frozen for a beat, then scoffed—out loud. Was this seriously happening?Did she think I was still that same girl from all those years ago—the one who used to shrink under her tears and try to win back our father’s approval with explanations? The girl who thought proving her innocence meant she might finally earn some love?Not anymore.I was a mafia Don’s wife now. I knew what manipulation looked like dressed in lace and lip gloss. Emily, unfortunately, hadn’t evolved much past p

Last Updated : 2025-07-16

Ch-84: His Hands on My Kingdom

Miley’s POVI hadn’t even gotten through half my emails when the door opened without a knock.No warning. No courtesy.Just him.He walked in like he owned the damn building. Like the walls bowed to him and the air thickened because he allowed it.Black shirt, sleeves pushed up to his elbows, the top button undone like a challenge. A storm in tailored form. The kind you didn’t outrun — the kind you braced for.“You didn’t answer my texts,” Nico said, his voice low and smooth, but tinged with that familiar irritation he never bothered to hide from me.I leaned back in my chair, crossing one leg over the other as I met his gaze. Calm. Cool. Like he didn’t make my chest tighten just by breathing in the same room.“I’m at work, Mr. Romano.”“You run the place,” he shot back. “You can take lunch.”He stepped forward, setting a paper bag on my desk like it was a peace offering wrapped in defiance. “And I brought yours.”My stomach fluttered — not from hunger, at least not the kind that came

Last Updated : 2025-07-17

All Chapters of Mafia King's Contract Wife: The Angel of Revenge: Chapter 81 - Chapter 84

Ch-81: Board meeting

Ch-82: Push!

Ch-83: Blame?

Ch-84: His Hands on My Kingdom