Eloped Ex Wanted Me Back? I Became His Mafia Godmother! Chapter 04
The sight nearly split my eyes wide open.
Sienna was squeezing Lily’s throat, violently smashing her tiny head against the concrete!
I completely lost my mind.
I rushed over and slapped Sienna across the face with everything I had.
Crack!
The hit knocked her right onto the floor. I grabbed Lily back into my arms.
“You’re dead, you bitch!”
Dante went completely wild and lunged at me in a blind rage.
Sienna scrambled into his arms, holding her bleeding face and crying. “Dante! I just wanted to play with the kid, but the little bastard bit me! Then Mara went crazy and hit me…”
Looking at the red mark on her cheek, Dante’s eyes turned lethal.
“Mara, you dare touch my woman?!”
He grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanked my head back, and kicked his heavy boot straight into my ribs.
Snap.
My chest caved in. I hit the ground hard, coughing up a mouthful of warm blood. Every part of my body was in pure agony.
“Mommy! Mommy!” Lily screamed hysterically.
Dante’s face looked like a demon. He turned around and slapped Lily right across the face.
The force knocked my three-year-old flat onto the hard ground.
“Since your worthless mother didn’t raise you right, I will!”
Lily’s screams cut through my nerves like knives.
I crawled through my own blood toward her, but Dante grabbed my hair again, slamming my face back into the dirt.
Sienna picked Lily up, brutally covering the child’s mouth. The poor girl’s face turned red, her cries suffocated in her throat.
“Mara, since you suck at being a mom and this kid is miserable with you anyway, why don’t I just take her?”
Dante looked down at me with disgust. “Don’t waste your breath! She doesn’t deserve to be a mother. I’m taking the kid today, and you’re never seeing her again!”
He ground his leather shoe hard into my back, his voice full of hate. “Can’t even handle your own daughter. Maybe I should just choke her to death right now, so she doesn’t grow up to be a piece of trash like you.”
“Dante Romano!”
I screamed, my fingernails digging through his boots into his skin, yelling the truth with everything I had left.
“She’s three years old! She isn’t your kid! She’s Adrian Valenti’s daughter!”
“And I am his wife—the Donna of the Valenti Family!”
The air went dead for half a second.
Then, the crowd burst into loud, mocking laughter.
“Hahaha! Mr. Romano, what is this crazy bitch talking about? The Donna? Is she out of her mind?!”
“The Valenti Donna? A beggar picking up trash at the docks?!”
“Everyone in New York knows Don Valenti only has a son. This cheap little brat isn’t even fit to wipe the young prince’s shoes!”
Amidst the laughter, Dante violently dragged me up by my collar.
“Mara, you think you’re qualified to even say the Don’s name?”
“You’re just a broken, used-up toy I got bored of. A man like Adrian Valenti—a man at the very top of the underworld—would ever look at a piece of garbage like you?”
“You’re worth less than the trash on the floor!”
One of the men stepped forward with a sleazy grin.
“Mr. Romano, rumors say Adrian loves his wife more than life itself. If he finds out someone is faking being her, he’ll skin her alive!”
“There’s a freezer right around the corner. Lock her in there. When the Don gets here, we can give her to him as a gift. Our business deal will be locked in!”
Looking at their ugly faces, pure hatred flooded my heart.
Dante let out a cruel laugh.
He looked down at me like an insect. “I’ll give you one last chance. Get on your knees, beg Sienna for forgiveness. Otherwise…”
I gathered the blood in my mouth and spat it right onto his shiny shoe. “In your dreams!”
Seeing my defiance, Dante completely lost his patience.
With a cold look, a few big guards pinned me down, tied my hands and feet tight with thick rope, and threw me brutally into the freezing room.
The heavy steel door slammed shut and locked.
The cold hit me instantly. Within seconds, frost covered my skin.
I wanted to live, so I clawed frantically at the steel door. My fingernails ripped right off, leaving my fingers bloody against the freezing metal.
Outside, my daughter was still screaming for me, but Sienna just slapped her face over and over.
“Who are you calling Mommy? I’m your mother now, you little animal!”
When Lily wouldn’t stop crying, Sienna shoved a dirty, smelly rag deep into her mouth.
My mind started to fade into the darkness.
Just as I was about to pass out—
VROOOOM—
A deafening roar of engines blasted through the air.
Dozens of armored black Maybachs surrounded the freezer area like a death parade.
The doors opened.
A man who looked like Satan himself stepped out, holding a perfect little boy in his arms.
In the final second before I went totally black—
I heard the terrified, groveling screams of the mob outside:
“Don! Young Prince! You’ve arrived!”
