Defying the Don

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I thought I was weak, they all thought I was weak. Brought up as the shielded mafia princess force to marry the Don Marcus Helios at 18. Told it was my duty to my family but on my wedding night after saying I do I watch the man who I married F*ck someone on our honeymoon bed and kill her. I trembled, tears flowing and swore in that moment the princess who cried and was weak was gone. I wiped my face and slipped out into the night and fled, I was in hiding for 7 years. What happens when the Don wants his wife back but she’s not the meak quiet little thing any longer. To a Don like Marcus you’d think a woman pushing his buttons and constantly trying to escape would make his trigger happy fingers want to take a gun and be done with it, but the fire in her and her wicked sense of morality only feeds his obsession to have her and his need for her to obey.

“Abigail you need to come quick our sister has been in an accident.” Code for let’s go.

Abigail plays the part and stands up.

“Iris Helios” I finally look at the man my best friend is having a date with and it’s none other than my brother Gino.

Fuck the panic washes over me.

He’s now the Consigliere which means if he’s here with his boss then it means.

I back away quickly but my brother stands up.

Suddenly five or six men stand.

“There’s my little wife” the sound from the right side has my face white like a sheet.

He’s here.