All Chapters of After Being Fake-Married, I Became the Donna of the Underworld King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

Once I became pregnant, I was hailed as the most precious woman in the underworld.My husband, the new Don of the Jenkins family, shut down an entire private hospital wing for my check-ups, while my father, the Collins Don, summoned every Michelin-starred chef in New York to the estate, just so I could pick whatever I craved.The baby I carried was destined to be the sole heir of the two most powerful mafia families.But on the day we were to sign the papers securing my child's inheritance, they both vanished."An urgent family matter came up," my husband, Vincent, said, kissing my forehead."We can finalize the child's inheritance when we get back. There's no rush."Shortly after they left, I received a link to an anonymous live stream.My father's voice came from the video, colder than I had ever heard it."You're saying your marriage contract with Evangeline was never valid. Doesn't that make the child a bastard?"Vincent, lounging in a club, blew a smoke ring. Cradled in his arms w

Chapter 2

"Principessa Evangeline, the Bloodline Trust has been activated.""According to the ironclad rule your mother established, once the Bloodline Trust is initiated, only someone with direct Collins blood can touch a single cent. Not even God himself can override it.""Your father, Marco, is already frantically trying to bypass the controls."I stroked my swollen belly, murmured an acknowledgment, and ended the encrypted call.Marco thought he had a stranglehold on the Collins family's lifeline, but he forgot my mother had been guarding against him until the day she died.I remember my mother's funeral. My father knelt before her casket, weeping inconsolably.He repented for his drunken indiscretion, for falling into his mistress Caterina's bed, and swore he would live the rest of his life only for me.I was too young then. I believed his tears.And Vincent, then just a minor caporegime in the Jenkins family, stood by my mother's grave with me all night.He gave me a shoulder to lean on wh

Chapter 3

The next day, I was awakened by the discordant sounds of an orchestra downstairs, thinking I was still in a nightmare.I pushed open the window. The manor's lawn was already covered in flowers and red carpets.They were holding a celebration for the anniversary of my mother's charitable foundation.I was confused. No one had bothered with the charity for years after my mother died.I had been managing it myself, but never with such a public spectacle.Through the floor-to-ceiling window, I saw my mother's favorite rose garden. Caterina stood where my mother used to.The woman was dressed in a couture white gown, arm in arm with my father, accepting toasts from guests.The butler stood at the door, his eyes avoiding mine. "This was the Don's idea. He said he wanted to continue the Collins's charitable work.""He also said... he wants to rename the foundation for Caterina."I opened my door, just in time to hear the gossip drifting up from downstairs."Did you hear? Management of the fam

Chapter 4

I was in too much pain to speak.I collapsed to the floor, my vision dimming as a warm liquid soaked the hem of my gown.Everyone looked at me with disgust."That was too much. The girl was on her knees begging, and she still went after her.""So the so-called mafia principessa is just as arrogant and spoiled as they say. No grace at all.""How vicious. To do something like that to her own sister."Vincent seemed to realize something was wrong. He called my name and started toward me. "Evie, what's wrong...""Ah! My ankle!" His words were cut off by Sarah's cry.She was in tears, a row of overturned champagne glasses beside her, the picture of misery.In the end, Vincent went back to her side. My father rushed to Sarah as well. "Quick, get her to the family hospital!"A crowd swarmed around them and left. As he walked away, Vincent tossed a comment over his shoulder. "The floor is cold. Get up."In the end, he never even saw the pool of blood beneath me.The vast ballroom fell silent.

Chapter 5

"Mr. R...Rafael?"Sarah, so imperious only moments ago, was now trembling, her teeth chattering.In an instant, men in black from the Gallo family poured into the narrow clinic.Sarah's men didn't even have a chance to draw their guns before they were slammed to the ground, the sickening crack of bone echoing through the room.Rafael Gallo.The youngest Don of the Gallo family, the man who controlled the entire New York underworld.Even the heads of the other four families had to respectfully kiss his ring when they saw him.Just last month, he had announced at a Commission meeting that he would no longer accept any marriage alliances, shattering the hopes of every other family.Everyone said he was insane.Who would inherit the vast Gallo empire?He shrugged off his expensive black overcoat, wrapped it around my blood-soaked body, and scooped me up into his arms."Clear the room," he commanded, his voice ice. "Get this trash out of my sight."Those were the first words he spoke.His v

Chapter 6

A private auction house in Manhattan was packed with the elite of the North American underworld.This was a hub for the New York mafia's money laundering and illicit deals; the air was thick with the scent of power and greed.My father, Marco, sat in the front row, flanked by a lavishly dressed Caterina and Sarah.They wore the greedy grins of vultures circling a carcass, certain I wouldn't dare show my face today, or that if I did, it would only be as a pathetic loser."This is the last pound of flesh from the Collins family," Marco boasted to the crime bosses around him. "And the highest bidder takes all."He said he was planning to retire, to enjoy his golden years in Sicily with Caterina.The man's hypocrisy knew no bounds; he would sell his family's last shred of dignity for a payday.What he didn't expect was that when the doors opened again, I would be the one to stride into the hall.The entire room went silent.The champagne glass in Sarah's hand trembled, spilling a few drops

Chapter 7

When Vincent roared out the number, the room fell into a dead silence.He was drenched in a cold sweat, staring at me."Did you hear that, Evie? To bring you home, I've bet the century-old legacy of the Jenkins family."He held out a hand to me, his smile more of a grimace."Come with me. Stop this."In the front row, Marco was practically convulsing with excitement.He rubbed his hands together greedily. Caterina and Sarah were clinging to each other, as if they were looking at a mountain of gold they had never seen before.This was my family. One sold me for money, the other tried to buy me out of obsession.The hand on my waist tightened.Rafael let out a soft laugh. He did not even bother to raise his paddle, simply tipping his chin at the auctioneer."Two billion.""In cash. Now.""Sold."The auctioneer was ecstatic. "Congratulations to Mr. Gallo on winning control of the entire Collins family docks."A loud crash followed.Vincent had violently flipped the heavy mahogany conferen

Chapter 8

In the days that followed, Rafael deployed the Gallo family's top legal team.Every cent Marco and Caterina had siphoned off, every piece of property, even the antique jewelry my mother had loved, was clawed back from their grasp by an invisible hand.The turncoats who had once abandoned the Collins family were now lining up outside the estate, kneeling and begging for forgiveness.But I had no time for them.Today was my prenatal check-up.As usual, Rafael had shut down all of Fifth Avenue. A procession of twenty black, bulletproof SUVs lined the street.Sitting in Rafael's personal car, I watched the envious glances from outside and felt the weight of power once again.The people who had once mocked me for carrying a bastard, who had waited to see me fall, now didn't even have the courage to look me in the eye."Nervous?" Rafael took my hand, his palm dry and warm."No," I said, stroking my swollen belly. "With you here, I'm not afraid."The check-up went smoothly. As we left the hos

Chapter 9

Vincent received a special delivery. A trembling butler handed him a USB drive.It was a "return gift" from Rafael's men.The screen lit up, showing the damp, dark underground clinic.I was curled on the filthy floor, covered in blood, desperately trying to shield my stomach.Sarah was grinding her heel into my hand while her thugs jeered and humiliated me.And in the background, a voice—his own, cold and indifferent:[I don't care who it is. Teach the blind fool a lesson.][I'll clean up any mess.]The glass slipped from Vincent's hand and shattered.He stared at the desperate figure on the screen, broken and unable to rise.What had he been doing that day?He had been with Sarah, picking out jewelry, planning how to swallow the Collins family's docks whole.He thought he was taming a disobedient pet.He never imagined he had personally sent the woman who loved him most in the world to her execution."Bring me Sarah," Vincent's voice was a low growl, rasped from deep in his chest.Whe

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