My Billionaire Ex Regrets Throwing Me To The Mafia Don Novels & Stories

“That’s why I left.” In the car, neither of us spoke for six blocks. “You knew he was tied to a deal that went wrong,” I said. “You didn’t think it mattered?” “It happened years ago. I didn’t connect it to Richard until Vivienne said his name.” His hands were tight on the wheel. “I’m telling you now.” “You’re telling me now because someone else said it first. I’m tired of that, Lex.” “I’ll tell you what I can verify.” “I need honesty before certainty.”

The New York Times called me a “new titan of industry.” No one knew my past. No one knew I’d once been the wife of a mafia don. In their eyes, I was just a successful businesswoman. That was fine with me. Six months later, I bought a penthouse on Central Park South. Six thousand square feet. Complete renovation. Four million dollars. This was my home. No trace of Alessandro. No memory of Francesca. No ghosts of Chicago. I threw myself into my new life. Up at six for a workout.

"We go home. And we start planning how to end this war for good." But as we turned toward the exit, my phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. The same number that had been haunting me since the beginning. You should have taken the deal. Now Valentina has something you'll never get back. Check the news. The world already knows your secret. I opened the browser with trembling fingers. The headline screamed across the screen, and my heart stopped. Moretti Heiress Exposed: Secret Marriage, Secret Child, and a Bloodline That Could End the Mafia as We Know It.

I said and then winked at him. "Hey, dude. I'm warning you. Don't ever fall for her! Don't ruin the plan. If you fell for her, it will be our downfall. They're too rich. We need their money. And I will never forget the tears I saw in your eyes when both of you got into an accident! Don't fool me, I'm not stupid. Also, we're part of a mafia. You know how dangerous it is when they caught you loving someone. You know what I mean." Regan replied.

Sherlock shrugged stating everything as a matter of fact. "I heard there is so much that happened in my absence. I was not in this country. It seems the billionaire exposed your secret about prosthetics to the whole world. Your man went to kill his wife and she made him taste his own piece of shit. For a revenge you went to abduct her and the fancy pants romeo brought you a loss of 100 millions by blowing away your properties and businesses. And thus you got frightened and sent his wife back to him. What good did you achieve by removing me from your mafia? I obeyed all your instructions by trapping that girl in a fake love game. If I was there with you, I would not have allowed you with so m

A moment of silence passed between them before the mafia boss spoke again. "How about this deal? Drop the case against your ex-wife—" "How do you—" "Wait! I'm not done talking yet!" The mafia boss's voice rose a little, and Jeff felt embarrassed. "As I said! Withdraw the case against your wife, and annul your marriage. It's that simple. I know, and you know that your wife is innocent," said the mafia boss. I was shocked by what the mafia boss said to my ex-husband, I did not expect that their deal would end there.

he paused again, this time his eyes holding a shade of vengeful rage. "You were dressed in every sort of expensive jewelry and fashion brand. All I could think of was how much of my money was invested in changing your lifestyle. With rage in my heart, I swore to expose you for a fraud that you are and get my money back no matter the cost. I devised a plot to get into the mafia and expose you but before I could get in, you were already gone. Again you had swindled another man. You scammed the mafia don of his money and eloped to a different location.

“Don't forget you are fiancée of the Italian mob “He chuckled “No, My fiancée is a multi-billionaire,” I said. “Ohhh so he should be aware mafia is having more power than a billionaire, so he should keep himself away from you” He whispered giving a shiver in my spine. “My fiancée is mafia too,” I said, looking into his eyes. “Ohhh I should kill" before he could complete I clap his mouth with my palm. “Don't ever say like that” I don't understand why, but tears roll down my eyes.

Had I been too caught up in my selfishness? Suddenly, my phone rang, and I realized I had been staring at the cursive-lined pages for some time. It was Grandfather, again. “Fred, where do we stand? Have you sorted things and spoken to the press team yet?” “Sorry, Grandfather, it’s been a hectic evening…” “There’s no time to waste, Fred, we need this taken care of immediately. If this negative scandal isn’t handled properly, I wouldn’t mind letting Nancy disappear from your life again,” he said, cutting me off …

Why would he do that to her? Voices outside made her still at what they said. “…did you hear Michael was found? He almost died again! That man has the nine lives of a cat,” a woman said, followed by the chuckles of the rest of them. “What's more, I heard he's the lost billionaire from the city, they thought he was dead, can you imagine how lucky he is?” Another chipped in what she mentioned, piquing Christine's attention. Michael was a billionaire? How was that possible? The mere thought of staying with Andrew, a mere millionaire's son, and leaving an actual billionaire didn't add up. She had to act and act fast and soon.