The Don is Mine
“You think you’re untouchable because you’re the Don’s wife? You’re nothing without him.”
I smiled coldly. “Then let me show you what nothing looks like.”
He lunged first, reckless. I sidestepped, catching his arm, twisting it behind his back, and shoving him forward into the hood of the car. He grunted, struggling, but I pressed harder until he cried out.
One of his men charged. I released the boy, pivoted, and slammed my elbow into the man’s jaw. He staggered back, dazed, before I swept his legs out from under him.
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