The Revenge of the Mafia Queen
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That day, I stood in the rain, donned in a rented wedding gown.
He texted, "I’m sorry, Elena, I won’t be coming."
Five years later, he gazed at me and said, "Come work as a maid at my home, in light of the service you once rendered me."
He believed I remained the wretched creature he had trampled upon.
Little did he know that my current husband, Dante Vancetti, is the man who instills fear across all of San Valero.
And I am his Donna—his queen, his entire universe.
Marco Ricci, welcome to hell.
He texted, "I’m sorry, Elena, I won’t be coming."
Five years later, he gazed at me and said, "Come work as a maid at my home, in light of the service you once rendered me."
He believed I remained the wretched creature he had trampled upon.
Little did he know that my current husband, Dante Vancetti, is the man who instills fear across all of San Valero.
And I am his Donna—his queen, his entire universe.
Marco Ricci, welcome to hell.













































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