The Return Of The Ex Wife (The New Mafia Queen)

"My boss wants me to marry his daughter. It's the only way for me to become the next boss. You must understand-it's the only way."

Amani's husband said it so casually. He sat her down after returning from his meeting with his boss and simply announced that he had to divorce her. Just like that. No hesitation. No remorse. Their love, their marriage-all of it was disposable if it meant securing his ambition. Which is all he cares about now.

They had been married for five years. She was a naive high school girl when they met-so in love that she dropped out, defied her mother, and turned her back on her family to be with him. She sacrificed everything. And now? He was tossing her aside because he no longer needed her.

"Don't worry, we'll get back together after I become the new boss. Wait for me till then, okay?" He didn't even look at her as he said it. Then he went to sleep, leaving her to drown in her shattered heartache alone.

She couldn't let him do this. No. She refused to let this happen, this can't be true she thought.

She chased after him, screaming at the top of her lungs, *"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I'VE SACRIFICED FOR YOU?"*

The moment the words left her mouth, he spun around and-crack!-his palm struck her cheek so hard she slammed into the wall.

"Listen, because I won't say it again," he hissed. "Tomorrow, we get a divorce. I don't care what you do after. If you don't want to wait for me, fine. But I'm not wasting my time on you. It's final."

Just like that, she was abandoned. Discarded. The boy she loved since childhood-the man she had given up everything to be with-crushed her without a second thought. He cruelly turned his back on her for his selfish ambition.

And the worst part? She had nowhere to go. Her family disowned her when she married Laith. She had no family and no friends. No safety net. For the first time in her life, she was truly alone... and she had no idea how to survive.

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They walked out of the courthouse, the divorce papers finally signed. She felt numb. She cried all night while he slept like a log, undisturbed.

He didn't glance at her. Didn't look back. As he passed her on the courthouse steps, and it finally hit her, the questions played on her mind.

Did their love mean nothing to him?

Their time together and everything they've been through together, how could he simply throw it all away?

They had known each other for fifteen years. Everyone in the neighborhood avoided him as a kid- he was known as the delinquent, the troublemaker, the bad boy. But she didn't care. She was blinded by love, chasing him through high school until he finally proposed. Back then she said yes without hesitation.

Now five years of marriage flashed before her eyes as he walked away. In just a few hours, she had lost

everything. Her Marriage and her future. And to him? It meant nothing

Something inside her snapped.

She ran after him, blocking his path. He gave her a cold look. "What do you want?" He asked.

She needed to hear it. She needed to confirm it, one last time. "Is this really what you want? Do you want our love to end like this? Did I ever mean anything to you?"

A bitter, cruel laugh tore from his throat. "You're still so naive. Don't you get it? I want power. You were just a fun part of the journey. That's all."

Hearing it from him hurt. It shattered her soul. But she needed to hear it-she needed to hear the truth, to hear the words coming out of his mouth so she could walk away without looking back.

As he turned to leave, his footsteps fading, she forced out her final words:

"I swear to you... I'll make you regret this. I'll make you pay. This isn't over.

The night swallowed her as she ran, her breath ragged, her feet pounding against the pavement with no destination in mind. The world blurred around her-streetlights smeared into streaks, the sounds of the city fading into a distant hum. She didn't know where she was going or what she's going to do but it didn't matter.

All that mattered was the fire inside her, but she decided to keep going through the pain, the betrayal, the helplessness. Despite it all he would pay.

The words pulsed in her skull like a drumbeat, drowning out everything else. She would become stronger. She would claw her way back from this ruin, and when she did, she would make him suffer. For every lie, every wound, every stolen piece of her soul.

A scream tore from her throat-raw, broken, a sound ripped from the depths of her being. It echoed into the empty air, a promise to the night itself. This wasn't the end. It was the beginning. Her hands clenched into fists, nails biting into her palms. The pain grounded her. The rage fueled her. She would reclaim what was taken from her, and she would burn him to the ground.