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Lawyer of Legends: My Ex's Final Gamble
I get approached for legal representation by my ex-boyfriend, Dante Romano, once I become the most prominent lawyer in the country.
I am Dante's secret lover—the woman he could never openly claim—four years ago. I am unable to reveal our relationship, receive a ring, and am forbidden from ever setting foot inside the Romano Famiglia estate.
It is because of the century-old tradition governing the Romano Famiglia—only a woman who rolls a 20 on the 20-sided gold die 20 consecutive times can become the Donna of the Romano Famiglia.
I try countless times over the course of four years, yet every single roll lands on a "one". I eventually become the laughingstock of the entire eastern side of the country, with them claiming I don't have what it takes to become the Donna.
However, the return of my foster sister, Sofia Conti, changes everything. She casually tosses the die and rolls a "20" 20 times in a row, securing her engagement to Dante that same night.
It is only later that Dante confesses to me. "I tampered with your golden die so that it would always land on a 'one,' Elena. Sofia comes from an ordinary background and needs a legendary story to earn her place in this world. You understand why I did it, right?"
It turns out that four years of my humility, struggles, and being a laughingstock are nothing more than a stepping stone he paves for another woman.
I leave Kingsbay and head to Ravenport alone while they celebrate their wedding of the century, starting from scratch as a low-level intern. Four years later, I eventually become a legendary lawyer with an undefeated record.
Dante suddenly arrives at my office to plead his case, pushing a half-million-dollar check toward me while saying, "You're the only one who can win this, Elena."
I look at him and smile faintly. I then pull open a drawer and place the same 20-sided gold die from years ago right in front of him. "I'll represent you as long as you roll a '20' 20 times in a row."
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The Don Drained Our Children's Marrow for His Sister-in-Law, I Left
Vivian was wheeled out of the delivery room for the third time after a massive hemorrhage. The baby was stillborn.
The doctor told her that her womb had been damaged by too many pregnancies. She would never carry another child.
Numb and hollowed out, Vivian dragged herself toward the morgue to see her baby one last time, and that was when she saw her husband Ethan standing in the corridor, talking quietly to one of his men.
"Don, your wife's baby was a perfect marrow match again. One more extraction and Claire's son will be cured."
Vivian froze mid-step, every nerve in her body going still.
Then came Ethan's voice, light and almost amused, and it shattered something she didn't know was still whole.
His man hesitated, something pained moving across his face,"If Claire's boy pulls through, then losing those three kids was worth it."
"Don, if the Donna ever finds out what really happened to those babies…"
A cold shudder ran through Vivian, and her eyes locked on Ethan.
But the curve of his mouth turned sharp, almost cruel.
"She won't. I'll make it up to her, get her pregnant again with a healthy one this time. She'll be too busy with the baby to go digging."
"And if she does find out, then what?"
"Her mother gave her life for mine. That debt has chained me to her for ten years, and I can barely breathe under it. But now there's someone I actually want to protect. She has no right to stand in the way."
Something softened in Ethan's face then, something Vivian had never seen turned toward her.
"Claire was my brother's wife, and I'll never forget that he died protecting this family. So protecting his widow and his blood are our family’s and my duty."
"She's the only person who's ever made me feel like a husband. Like a father."
"I have to take care of her."
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She Carried His Child, So I Fled with His Twins
On the day my husband's dying first love gave birth, his father, the Don of the Lupo family, posted ten armed men outside my door.
They were on high alert, terrified I might storm the delivery room and disrupt the birth of the first heir to the Lupo family.
But I never even touched the door, not even when the newborn's cries echoed down the hall.
Luca's mother, the family's Donna, let out a long sigh of relief, her hand tightly gripping the woman's on the hospital bed.
"Bianca, we're here. That barren woman, Stella, won't lay a finger on you or my grandson."
Luca leaned over, gently wiping the cold sweat from Bianca's brow, his eyes filled with tenderness.
"Don't worry, Father's had his men lock down the entire private hospital. If she dares to cause a scene, I'll have her struck from the family records myself."
Only after confirming I wouldn't show up to make trouble did he finally relax.
He didn't understand. In his eyes, he was just honoring a debt, giving a dying woman a child to carry on her name, helping his first love fulfill her final wish.
Why couldn't I just be graceful about it? Why couldn't I see the bigger picture?
A satisfied smile touched Luca's lips as he gazed at the swaddled infant.
He was even thinking that if I would just swallow my pride, admit I was wrong, and show Bianca a little kindness, he would forgive my previous coldness completely.
He'd make it up to me, even offering me the hollow title of the child's mother, allowing me to keep my position as the Underboss's wife.
But what he didn't know was that I had already signed the divorce papers my lawyer had drawn up.
In a week, I would cut all ties with the Lupo family, take the twins growing inside me and walk away. We would never see each other again, not in this life or the next.
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Leaving the Don: A Mafia Wife's Revenge
I'm ten years older than Vincenzo Corleone.
He had just turned 23 years old when he took over the Corleone family as the patriarch. A hint of teenage childishness could still be seen etched onto his youthful features.
I was the one who held his hand and helped him calm the turbulence of his family affairs.
I blocked three assassination attempts that were made on him. I used five years of my life to help him grow from a useless scion into the fearsome don who wielded the utmost authority in Nowork's underworld.
Once, Vincenzo had embraced me in the church. He rested his forehead against my palm as he swore, "Age, identity, or the world's viewpoint of us will never stop us from being together, Freya. I will protect you with my life."
But after that, he told his older brother, Marco Corleone, "Freya is too old. She's already 38 years old; I can practically smell the rot of age rolling off her. Even the crinkles in her smile disgust me to no end."
Some time later, Vincenzo found himself a mistress who bore some resemblance to me. She was young and vibrant—like a white rose who had never experienced the ugly side of society.
While Vincenzo gave me the title of the Donna of the Corleone family, he reserved his gentle, doting, and even passionate side for the mistress named Lina Marino.
Vincenzo thinks he can pull everything off flawlessly. What he forgets is that the reason why I can establish my reputation in the underworld isn't because of his protection. I've been relying on my ruthlessness and my sharp sixth sense this whole time.
When I slam the signed divorce agreement onto the spot before Vincenzo, I say with a smile, "You've fought by my side for so many years, so you should know very well that I can afford to go for high-stakes risks and withdraw my chips whenever needed.
"But once I lose, someone here has to pay the price!"
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よくある質問
The West Wing fandom's still got some really active pockets for Josh/Donna shippers, though you've got to know where to look now. Fanfiction.net still has a massive archive that's kinda the bedrock, but the quality there can be super hit-or-miss—I've wasted hours on ones that just rehash the campaign bus dialogue.
AO3 is where the real action is for newer or more ambitious stuff. The tagging system is a lifesaver; you can filter for 'Post-Sorkin Era' or 'Alternate Season 5' to dodge the plotlines you're tired of. Some of the best ones I've found lately are actually crossovers or modern AUs, which sounds weird but works surprisingly well because the character dynamics are so strong.
Don't sleep on smaller, older archives like the West Wing Fanfiction Central or even LiveJournal communities that migrated to Dreamwidth. The links are sometimes broken, but a Google search for "J/D slow burn" or "post-Isaac and Ishmael fic" can unearth these ancient, perfectly crafted one-shots that the algorithm will never show you. My bookmark folder is full of gems from sites that look like they were designed in 2002.
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