Betrayed While Carrying the Mafia Heir — Novel

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In a world where loyalty is currency and betrayal cuts deeper than any knife, Liliana Russo finds herself at a crossroads. Just days ago, she was a devoted wife awaiting her arranged marriage, but everything crumbles in the wake of an unfathomable betrayal. Kidnapped and left for dead, she awakens to a reality more brutal than she could have imagined. Her husband, Giacomo, and her best friend, Nadina, are now bound by a new life—one that mocks her very existence.

As Liliana grapples with the loss of her child and the betrayal of those she trusted most, she faces a choice: remain a silent victim or rise from the ashes of her shattered dreams. With only seven days until her fate is sealed, she must navigate a treacherous web of deceit and power struggles within the mafia world. Can she reclaim her identity and find a way to confront those who wronged her? Or will she become just another ghost in a world where the stakes are life and death?

As the clock ticks, alliances will be tested, secrets unearthed, and the question lingers: how far will she go to reclaim her life, and what price will she pay for revenge?

Betrayed While Carrying the Mafia HeirChapter 1: The Betrayal

Liliana's Pov

"Mom, I'm ready for the arranged marriage, please just get me out of here, I'll do anything," I sobbed into the phone.

My mom's panicked voice sounded over the phone, "Should I come get you now?"

"In seven days, Mom, I need to tidy things here," I whispered.

My hands shook and my stomach hurt as I ended the call, sprawled on the floor bleeding.

My entire world had collapsed two days ago when I found out about the biggest betrayal ever from the three most important people in my life.

I was three months pregnant when I was kidnapped by some unknown gunmen.

That night they called and called but he didn't pick up his damn phone.

The kidnappers had mocked me, "Your husband doesn't even love you enough to pick your calls."

Ninety-nine missed calls, that's how many times they called him with my phone.

Then they called Pietro, Giacomo's younger brother and my childhood friend.

I was certain he would pick up and he did but his words made me wonder if truly this was the same person who had sworn a blood oath to always protect me.

"Stop calling, Liliana, can't you see we're in a sit-down?!"