All Chapters of My Mafia Husband Regretted After I Faked My Death: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

My husband is the Don of the New York East Coast.For a decade, I played the role of the perfect Trophy Wife, raising his heir and managing his household. I believed we were unbreakable.Until Gina, that low-level associate, showed up.She was trash from the gutter, disregarding every protocol we lived by. Yet Marco defended her. "Elena, you have everything. She relies solely on me. You need to be the bigger person.""I hate this rabbit food!"My son, Luca—the boy I carried for ten months and raised with painstaking care for seven years—flipped the plate of low-fat nutritional food I had prepared.He launched himself like a cannonball at the woman who just walked in—Gina."I want candy! Gina said I don't have to eat your garbage if I want sweets!"Gina, wearing a tight red dress that was entirely inappropriate for the occasion, hugged Luca affectionately. She peeled the wrapper off an expensive imported gummy and shoved it into my son's mouth.Sitting at the head of the table, the yo

Chapter 2

It wasn't until the midnight bells rang that the bleeding in my thigh finally slowed.Just as I was about to close my eyes and lick my wounds alone in this freezing guest room—A piercing siren shattered the silence of Corleone Manor.It was the highest-level raid alarm.Gunshots, explosions, and the screams of servants instantly erupted into chaos.As the family’s Mamma, I instinctively dragged my freshly clotted leg and rushed downstairs.The living room was a wreck.Several blood-soaked Soldatos knelt on the floor, while Luca was screaming hysterically."It's all your fault! If she wasn't trying to save me, Auntie Gina wouldn't have been taken!"Seeing me descend, a loyal Capo walked over quickly, his expression grave."Ma'am, it was that upstart family from the East District. They kidnapped Gina. They ... they want to trade you for her.""They said only the mistress of the Corleone family is worth the hostage they hold."This was obviously a clumsy trap.Anyone with a brain knew th

Chapter 3

I was unconscious for two whole days.When I woke up again, I was lying on the top floor of a private hospital controlled by the family.Only the Capo who had tried to put the bulletproof vest on me that night was guarding the door like a statue.Seeing me open my eyes, he immediately stepped forward, though his gaze was evasive."Where is Marco?"I spoke, my throat scorched by smoke and dust, sounding as hoarse as if I had swallowed a handful of razor blades.The Capo lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and handed me a tablet."Ma'am, the Don said... to comfort the frightened Master Luca and Gina, he must stay by their side."The screen lit up. It was live surveillance footage from a private amusement park registered under Marco's name.This was the amusement park Marco built for me when I gave birth to Luca.He once said this park belonged exclusively to our family of three and that no one else could enter.I had mocked myself back then, saying I was thirty years old and past t

Chapter 4

For an entire week, neither my husband nor my son came to visit me.Even though the hospital I stayed in was only a twenty-minute drive from the family estate.Instead, Marco's chief assistant, David, arrived with a pile of limited-edition Hermes bags and Cartier jewelry.They were stacked in the corner of the ward like a pile of expensive trash.David conveyed Marco's message:"The Don says these are the latest releases for the season, sent specifically to relieve your boredom. He has been too busy accompanying Gina and Luca ."You see, this was Marco's love.Reeking of money, arrogant and high-handed, but devoid of any warmth.My phone vibrated. It was a taunting DM from Gina.In the photo, she was wearing my silk pajamas, lying in the master bed—my bed—with a sleeping Luca beside her.The caption read: [Luca said he wished I were his mother. He sleeps so soundly beside me.]I turned off the phone, feeling my heart being crushed by an invisible hand.After my parents died in a car ac

Chapter 5

As I returned to the manor to pack my luggage, the door to the study was pushed open.Gina walked in, holding a black ledger bound in lambskin.That was the core secret of the Corleone family—the "Black Book" recording every money laundering channel and every bribed official."Leaving so soon, Elena?"Gina smiled with a look of pure innocence, yet her hands moved quickly to shove that heavy ledger deep into the luggage I had just packed."Consider this a farewell gift from me."Before I could even react.Boom—!A massive explosion erupted in the corner of the study.The shockwave overturned the bookshelves, and tongues of fire instantly licked across half the room. Gina had planted a micro-bomb beforehand."Help! Fire! Help!"Gina screamed, messily rubbing her hair and collapsing onto the floor.Seconds later, the heavy mahogany doors of the study were kicked open.Marco rushed in, holding a wailing, terrified Luca in his arms.Seeing the scene inside, Marco's pupils constricted instan

Chapter 6

While I was dragging my broken boby through the rainy night in a desperate escape, my husband, Marco, was carrying Gina and taking our son to move into the penthouse in the city center.He and Luca thought that without me—the strict disciplinarian always wearing a stern face—their lives would be a fairy tale: free, happy, and full of laughter.However, reality slapped them in the face very quickly.It only took three days for their life without me to turn into a complete train wreck.The first thing to collapse was the Mafia business Marco was so proud of.As the Don, he was only responsible for making big decisions at the negotiation table. He forgot that for the past ten years, I was the one managing all the delicate "legitimate" connections.The next day, the family’s Consigliere rushed into his office, sweating profusely."Don, we have a major problem.""The Senator we bribed is refusing to sign the new approval for the dock expansion. Because... well, yesterday was his wife's fift

Chapter 7

Several days later, Marco walked into the negotiation room with murder written all over his face.Sitting opposite him was the Don of our rival family, the Ronaldos.The man looked amused as he tossed a nautical chart marked with red circles in front of Marco."Don Corleone, thanks for the intel. Your three arms shipments were seized by us last night, crew and cargo included."Marco's pupils constricted violently.That was the family's most secret route; only the inner circle knew about it."Elena..."Marco gritted his teeth and said my name, his fist slamming onto the table."That bitch! Did she sell me out? Did she betray the family's bottom line just to get revenge on me?"The Ronaldo Don laughed out loud, looking at Marco like he was an idiot."Marco, has anger made you stupid?""You only changed this route temporarily the day before yesterday. At that time, your wife wasn't by your side, was she?"Marco's expression froze."Impossible!" Marco stood up abruptly, panic in his eyes,

Chapter 8

When I jumped from that window, teetering on the brink of death, I met a man—Dante.He is the new Don of the Venturi family, the oldest and most violent clan in Sicily.Unlike Marco, the "Gentleman Don" who cared about pageantry and political maneuvering, Dante is a true beast.That day, when I dragged my broken leg and fainted on the street.Dante's convoy passed by.He didn't recoil at my filth like others would have. Instead, he got out of the car and scooped me up steadily with arms covered in tattoos and rippling with muscle."She's still alive."That was the first thing he said to me.He took me back to Sicily and found the best doctors to cure my leg and my blood clotting disorder.I thought he just wanted to exploit my talents.I helped him consolidate the books and annex territories.Using the skills I learned from Marco, combined with my natural instinct for the black market business, I became his Consigliere.But I didn't expect that this beast wanted to devour not just the

Chapter 9

Marco didn’t flinch at the sight of Dante’s muzzle.Or perhaps, he just didn’t give a damn about the gun.His eyes were glued to me, fixed on the massive pink diamond engagement ring on my ring finger.In that split second, I watched the string called "reason" in his eyes snap completely."Fiancée?"Marco let out a raspy, cold laugh, ignoring the gun pressed against his temple.He looked at Dante with the kind of contempt reserved for a petty thief."Venturi, you actually treat the trash I threw away like treasure?""Elena is my wife. She swore an oath in church. Only death parts us. Until I sign those divorce papers, she is the Mamma of the Corleone family forever."He turned back to me, his tone softening into a sickening display of affection and certainty."Elena, stop playing games. I know you’re doing this to provoke me, to make me jealous.""Well, you succeeded. I admit it, I’m jealous. Now, tell this barbarian to lower his weapon. We’re going home. Luca is waiting for you."Look

Chapter 10

The oldest cathedral in Sicily.I stood before the holy cross in a vintage lace wedding dress designed by Dante himself.Dante, dressed in a black tuxedo, looked like a guardian deity. He held my hand devoutly, ready to place the ring on my finger—the ring that signified my status as the Mistress of the Venturi family.Bang—!The heavy oak doors were violently slammed open.A wretched figure stumbled in. It was Marco.He was covered in injuries; the once arrogant Don of New York now looked like a homeless drifter."Elena! Don't marry him!"Dozens of submachine guns instantly aimed at him.Dante frowned, about to signal his men to clear the room, but I gently shook my head."Let him come."Marco stumbled all the way to the foot of the altar. "Elena, I know I was wrong... I truly know it now.""I never thought... For those five years, I lived in hell every single day."His hands trembling, he suddenly pulled a sharp dagger from his chest pocket.But he didn't attack anyone.He pressed hi

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