Chapter 12 - The Mafia Boss Who Married Me as a Transaction Gave Me the One Thing He Had Never Given Anyone—The TruthDominic told me everything.
About his mother.
His father.
His childhood.
The scar.
The nights he couldn't sleep.
The guilt.
The fear.
The years spent pretending.
I told him about my mother.
My father.
The poverty.
The clinic.
The patients.
The symbols I had seen.
The parts of myself I had hidden.
We didn't become perfect.
We became honest.
That was better.
The Russo empire changed.
Dominic kept the legitimate businesses.
He donated millions to medical charities.
He funded shelters.
He invested in rehabilitation programs.
The money that had once supported fear started supporting people.
His reputation changed slowly.
People still feared him.
But for different reasons.
He became known as a ruthless businessman.
The criminal side faded.
The mansion changed too.
The locked office became my library.
The whiskey cabinet became a tea cabinet.
The security cameras remained.
But I no longer hated them.
They protected our home.
Not our secrets.
One evening, Dominic found me cooking.
He stared.
"What are you doing?"
"Making dinner."
"We have a chef."
"I know."
"Then why?"
"Because I want to."
He smiled.
"You realize you're now the richest woman on the block."
"And?"
"I married you when you were broke."
"Technically, you bought my freedom."
"Did I?"
I looked at him.
"Yes."
He smiled.
"Then I suppose you should keep me."
May you like
I laughed.
Maybe I would.
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