The Divorce’s Check Was the Only Gift My Mafia Husband Ever Gave Me Novel

The Divorce’s Check Was the Only Gift My Mafia Husband Ever Gave Me Novel – “Three hundred million dollars. Leave Giovani, and never show your face to him again.” Giovani Pittman’s mother didn’t blink as she leveled the words at me, her diamond-encrusted hand resting casually on her martini glass. Her tone was as sharp as a blade. Once upon a time, I might have laughed, sworn that my love for Giovani was stronger than money, stronger than the Pittman family’s poison. But now? I only curved my lips into the faintest smile and nodded. “Fine.

As you wish. I’ll be gone in a week—and I won’t come back.” The check slid into my purse. Back at the Pittmans’ Beverly Hills mansion, the glittering banquet was already spiraling into chaos. Tonight was supposed to be our fifth wedding anniversary, but Giovani had walked in with his mistress hooked on his arm, parading her like another trophy. He claimed she was there to “learn from me how to seduce men.” The audacity almost made me laugh. From the day I married into the Pittmans, I stopped counting how many women were shoved in front of me, one after another, like some sick reminder of my place.

The guests leaned in, hungry to watch me break. This time, I didn’t disappoint them. I raised my champagne glass, and announced calmly, “I want a divorce.” Giovani’s laugh was low, cruel. “Lara Fisher, how many times have you said that?” He exhaled smoke in my face, his eyes cold. “I’m sick of it. Honestly, I’m more tired of your divorce threats than your whining in bed.” I didn’t waste breath answering. Instead, I turned and started to pack my suitcase.

The butler stepped forward, ready to help, but Giovani waved him off with a sneer. “Let her play her little game. In three days, tops, she’ll crawl back, tail tucked between her legs, begging at my door.” The crowd roared. Ten million dollars was thrown down on the spot—bets on how long I’d last before coming back like a dog that knew only one master. What they didn’t know was that this wasn’t my first threat of divorce. It was my hundredth.

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