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

I packed what little was truly mine and left without looking back. At the airport, I purchased a one-way ticket. Destination: anywhere far enough to disappear. As I waited to board, I placed a hand over my stomach and spoke softly, for the first time, not as a discarded wife but as a mother. “I promise you,” I whispered, “no one will ever make you feel unwanted.” The boarding call echoed through the terminal. I stood up. Somewhere behind me, Ethan Blackwood continued his perfect life, unaware that the woman he had cast aside was carrying his child… and his greatest regret.

I even drained every penny I had saved to convince them to spare his life. I looked at him coldly. "Marco, have you forgotten? Three years ago, if I hadn't..." Marco's face went rigid before he exploded. "Shut up! Don't bring up that filthy past! "I'm the mafia heir now! Those memories only taint my status! A street rat like you needs to stay as far away from me as possible!" Just then, Isabella clutched her stomach dramatically and let out a little "Oh!" Marco immediately rushed to support her. "What's wrong, amore mio? Is our little heir kicking?"

the man said, his voice terrifyingly calm, a quiet, ruthless tone that made it infinitely more frightening than shouting ever could have been. "Three weeks, and I still don't have my money." "Reggie, please." Frank's voice cracked, high and pathetic with raw desperation. "I just need a little more time. I'm begging you." "You said that three weeks ago," Reggie said, his eyes devoid of any human pity. "I don't do more time. I do results." "Please!" Vivian sobbed, her entire body trembling in absolute horror. "We don't have it, we swear on our lives we don't have it!"

“Did you also backfire in your recent actions? You tend to destroy the things you touch, my love. First yourself, then your family, and now you want to destroy this family.” What exactly has gone wrong in humanity? Like, why exactly are people like Mama Tia even existing? “Everything is not about greed and money, Mama Tia,” I murmur. “If you could just see the most sensible side of things, you’d understand my actions.” Mama Tia raises a brow and sips from her tea while looking at me from under her lashes. Then she utters with much blandness in her voice, “Let me offer you an option of simplicity: I give you eleven million, you testify that you’re not Mellow and merely caused these whole ruck

, the maid asked me politely. "No. I will have it when Rain and Amber wake up.", I told her as I concentrated on my newspaper. I looked at the newspaper to see my face with Amber and Rain in it with the headline 'Who is the mystery girl and child with the billionaire Damien Black?' I ignored the news and read the newspaper further. Now if I think I have reached very far. Yes I inherited the mafia business from my father but the multi-billion dollar company was made by me from scratch and I have worked hard to became the mafia king.

I think I’m the most stupid person on planet earth to be easily deceived by that assh*le, why did I even trust him and believe in his filthy mouth? “And we’ll be able to get out of here.” He added instead. “Are you certain that we could still get out of here?” “Remember who am I?” I rolled my eyes again. “Who else doesn’t? You’re the proudest…” “Ops, no. I’m the most handsome billionaire mafia, who has a lot of connections out there. So I’ll get you out of here.” “You’re really too proud,” I uttered.

“Yes. He shared that to me recently. He said that he got into an accident and was in hospital for years. That time, I raised the child alone thinking that we were abandoned. I guess I was wrong.” Lance clenched his fists and he felt his nails wounding his palms. Even though he knew that Eric had a valid reason why he could not go back to her, he wanted to blame him. “Time passed by. Then, we met each other again and I found out that my long lost friend is actually the billionaire who owns the Geelq corporation. I was so shocked and damn mad. Because I also heard that he will marry his fiancee. I felt like a pathetic woman who did my best to raise my kid, while his father was having a good li

she was trembling, “It's not like I'm important, no one would miss me anyway, my parents are too busy sniffing…” “That's not the point.” “Then what is?” I stood up and removed my clothes, “The point is the man has ties to the mafia, didn't you know this?” “Why would I ?” I placed my t-shirt over my head. “I forgot you don't pay attention to anything but your fool of an ex I*******m.” “Hey…” I threw the pillow at her, “Keeping it real, now let's go downstairs and celebrate the fact that you still have your life.” She dragged me by the hand.

He was only happy that he was free from the shackles of that Mafia lord. There was no better feeling than having life back fully. This was the sole reason he was so excited when the news came to him earlier today. His life was slowly falling back in place. And most of all the company was going to fully become his once more. All these were a result of achieving success in his recent project. It seemed like it was going to fail at first but it was all a success after all. The Mafia Don was at the verge of ending his life if he didn't deliver, and he had to live every day looking over his shoulder.

Maria said, her tone dismissive and final. "I am sorry, daughter, you can't do that," Mr. Lefevre replied, his voice firm but gentle. "Alejandro has also contributed to the growth of the company. Remember I told you the company was on the edge of bankruptcy the last time? He was the one who saved us. He's one of our biggest shareholders." Maria's frustration grew, her mind racing for a solution. "What if I buy all his shares? Can't you still let him go?" she demanded, her voice laced with desperation.