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Scars Of Love: The Boss's Misunderstood Ex Novel Cover

Scars Of Love: The Boss's Misunderstood Ex

These are the last thirty days of my life. Four years ago, I secretly donated my kidney to save Falco, the mafia soldier I loved deeply. To ensure he accepted the surgery, I lied and said I betrayed him for money, selling myself to a rival family. Now, he is the ruthless mob boss of this city, and he has finally found me. He thinks my terminal illness is just another trick. "The sight of you makes me sick," he sneered. I bore his humiliation, quietly bought my own grave, and waited to pass away in peace. But when the underground doctor uploaded my surgical records to the mafia network, Falco completely broke down.
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Chapter 7

I wiped the dripping coffee from my eyelashes and looked straight at the head of the Syndicate.

"Will that erase everything?" my voice was raspy.

Falco froze.

He was stunned by my rapid submission, but the shock was fleeting.

A deep, intense rage flared in his chest. He closed the distance, his face inches from mine.

"Yes," he hissed through clenched teeth.

I took a slow breath and turned to face the mafia princess.

I bent down, offering Gia a deep bow.

"I am sorry, Miss Gia," I muttered hollowly to the floor.

I straightened up, then immediately bowed again.

"I am sorry, Miss Gia."

Gia beamed, basking in the glory of her victory.

At the entrance, the Syndicate soldiers guarding the door pulled out their phones.

All around us, boutique staff and bystanders were secretly recording—the Don’s former lover, publicly humiliated.

With every bow, the temperature in the room seemed to drop another degree.

Falco stood rigid, his face a mask of pure fury.

He was the one who demanded the humiliation, I was delivering it, yet he was the one getting angry. I couldn't understand it.

As I bent down for the twentieth time, Falco grabbed my shoulder. His hand stopped my movement, shaking me so hard his grip almost drew blood.

"Do you have no pride left?!" he roared. "For a few hundred dollars? Are you really that desperate?!"

I reached up, pushed his hand away, and forced my trembling legs to steady themselves.

I didn't answer Falco; I simply bent down and bowed to Gia once more.

Falco lunged in front of me, using his massive frame to block my path. He completely lost it. He shouted my name so loud the glass display cases rattled.

"Stop!" he commanded. "If you bend down one more time, you get nothing!"

I stood straight, meeting his furious eyes. A cold smile touched my lips.

"Isn't this the revenge you wanted?" I said softly. "Why can't the boss stomach his own vengeance?"

The color drained from Falco’s face, turning him ashen.

I turned away, attempting to bow again.

But before I could finish the motion, a wave of dizziness hit me.

My body finally gave out.

I collapsed, my knees crashing heavily onto the marble floor, my vision blurring. The tiles and the hundred-dollar bills swayed before me as the edges of the world faded to black.

Suddenly, the heavy boutique doors were shoved open.

Lexi shoved through the crowd and froze when she saw me collapsed on the floor, covered in coffee.

Fierce loyalty overpowered her fear.

With a trembling finger pointing right at Falco’s chest, she screamed:

"She gave you her kidney!"

Her voice echoed, tears streaming down her face.

"She is dying because of you! And you’re torturing her!"

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