Queen of Hell. The Mafia Boss’s Wife
She didn’t need courts, judges, or lawyers.
Just half-hidden truths.
Doubts carefully planted to cause catastrophe.
Cassandra’s gaze, her broken voice, the way she left without shouting…
All that hurt more than any of Isabela’s threats.
Without thinking further, he grabbed the lighter from his desk.
The one he used for the occasional cigar.
He held it firmly and lit the flame.
The fire flickered for a moment, and he brought one of the most compromising pages close.
The corner caught fire slowly.
Then, with steady hands, he fed the rest of the documents to the flames.
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