Eloped Ex Wanted Me Back? I Became His Mafia Godmother! Chapter 06

Eloped Ex Wanted Me Back? I Became His Mafia Godmother! Chapter 06

The bodyguards took the kids outside. 

A second later, a group of battered, bloody men were shoved into the room. 

Dante’s handsome face was swollen like a pig. He 

sat on the floor with a blank stare, looking like he 

had lost his goddamn soul. 

Next to him, Sienna’s makeup was ruined from crying, making her look like a literal monster. 

The project managers scrambled over and fell at Adrian’s feet, slamming their foreheads against 

the floor over and over. 

“Don Valenti, we messed up! We swear we didn’t 

know she was the Donna and the young mistress! 

If we knew, we wouldn’t have dared to touch a hair 

on their heads!” 

“Yeah!” A guy in the corner trembled, pointing a 

shaking finger at Dante and Sienna. “It’s all 

because of these two pieces of trash! They lied to 

us and said the Donna was a street hooker! It’s all 

their fault! Please, spare us!” 

They kept begging until their faces were covered 

in blood and unrecognizable. 

Adrian lit a cigar, walking right through the blood. 

on the floor. He looked down his nose at them 

with pitch–black eyes. “So what you’re saying is, if 

she wasn’t my wife, you could just abuse her and 

lock her in a freezer whenever you felt like it?” 

Cold sweat poured down their faces. No one 

dared to make a sound. 

“Perfect.” Adrian blew a ring of smoke, his voice 

calm but completely chilling. “Starting right now, 

the Valenti family is blacklisting every single one 

of your businesses. Permanently.” 

Without the Valenti empire backing them, their 

companies were dead in the water. 

“And since you guys love freezers so much-” A 

sadistic smirk crossed Adrian’s lips. “Strip them 

naked and throw them in. Have a doctor monitor 

their heartbeats. Don’t let them die too fast. I want 

them to feel every single second of it.” 

Ignoring their ghostly pale faces, Adrian waved his 

hand, and the guards dragged them out kicking 

and screaming. 

Now, it was just Dante and Sienna. 

Watching Adrian walk toward them, Dante finally 

snapped out of it and roared like a rabid dog. 

“What do you think you’re doing?! Adrian, don’t 

think you can just bully people because you’re the 

head of the Valenti family!” 

“Shut the hell up!” 

Sienna suddenly snapped. She violently shoved 

Dante and shrieked, “This is all your fault, you 

useless loser! If you weren’t so damn 

incompetent, I wouldn’t have pissed off a man like 

Don Valenti!” 

She crawled right to Adrian’s feet, intentionally 

letting her dress slip down to show off her bare 

shoulder. 

She put on a fake, seductive smile and whined, 

“Don Valenti, I’m still young. Everyone makes 

mistakes. Just let me go, and I’ll do whatever your 

want…” 

Dante’s eyes went wide, his face turning green 

with rage. 

“You cheap bitch! I’m standing right here! Who the hell do you think you’re hitting on? You’re a 

used–up whore, you think a man like him would 

ever look at you?!” 

Dante lost his temper, lunged forward, and 

slapped her hard across the face. 

Sienna screamed, clutching her cheek. “Who the 

fuck are you to hit me?! We’re not married! It’s 

none of your business who I sleep with!” 

“If Mara can marry into a powerful family, why 

can’t I? I’m younger than her! Don’t act all high and mighty with me. You smell like an old man! If it 

wasn’t for your money, I would’ve never stayed 

with you!” 

Throwing away her sweet, innocent act 

completely, Sienna tore into Dante like a psycho, 

scratching and biting him. 

Adrian watched the two dogs fight with absolute disgust. His voice was colder than ice. 

“You think you can compare yourself to my wife? 

You’re not even fit to wipe her shoes. Since you 

love slapping people so much, let’s see how much 

you like it.” 

He gave his bodyguards a sharp nod. 

The sound of hard slaps and desperate screams 

instantly filled the room. 

“One hundred slaps! When you’re done, strip her 

and throw her into the freezer with the others.” 

Adrian turned his gaze back to Dante, a dark smile 

on his face. “As for you? A month ago, the 

Romano family’s funds dried up. You got down on 

your knees in my office and begged me to work 

with you.” 

“What did you say back then? You said you’d be my dog if I helped you. Huh? And now you insult my wife and daughter? Is this how you pay me back?” 

With every word Adrian spoke, the color drained from Dante’s face until he looked like a corpse. 

His lips trembled, trying to say something, but nothing came out. 

Adrian smiled casually, his tone relaxed and uncaring. “Spread the word. Before sunset tomorrow, I want the Romano family completely wiped off the map of New York.” 

It wasn’t a joke. 

Dante slumped into the pool of blood on the floor. 

He knew his empire, his ambition, and his life… 

Were all handed a death sentence by the man standing right in front of him.