Seven Years as His Queen, Three Days to Leave — Novel

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In the heart of the Capital's underworld, the balance of power shifts like the tide. Giuliana Valente stands at the precipice of a life she has devoted herself to for seven long years, only to watch it unravel in an instant. When a new woman, Olimpia Ferrante, appears with a soft smile and a glimmering ring, the unthinkable becomes reality. Giuliana’s past, shrouded in secrecy, bursts forth like a storm, revealing her true identity as the missing daughter of the most powerful Cosa Nostra family. But freedom comes with a catch: three days until her brother arrives to reclaim her.

As tensions rise within the opulent walls of the Corrado estate, Giuliana finds herself caught between loyalty and betrayal. Can she navigate the treacherous waters of love and revenge while maintaining her dignity? Or will the weight of the past drag her down, leaving her to question everything she thought she knew about loyalty, power, and family?

In a world where every glance is a challenge and every gesture holds meaning, Giuliana must decide what it truly means to be a queen—and whether she’s willing to fight for her throne or walk away.

Seven Years as His Queen, Three Days to LeaveChapter 1

There was an unwritten rule among the Capital's underworld families.

When a man's new woman wanted to claim her place, the woman she was replacing had to remove the Matriarch's Ring in front of everyone and slide it onto the new woman's finger herself.

The day Domenico Corrado brought Olimpia Ferrante into the compound, every wife and mistress in the Capital's inner circles was waiting for me to tear his house apart.

I had been at Domenico's side for seven years. For that ring, I'd knelt in the Corrado family's ancestral hall for three days and three nights. I'd even taken a bayonet blade for him.

Everyone was certain I would never give up my place without a fight.

But when Olimpia walked up to me in her million-dollar couture, all doe-eyed innocence, and held out her hand—

I didn't make a scene. I calmly slipped the warm jade ring from my finger and placed it on hers.

Domenico stood nearby, swirling his wine glass, his eyes full of arrogance and satisfaction. The signet ring on his right hand caught the light as his thumb rolled it in a slow, deliberate rotation.

"Giuliana Valente. You've finally learned your place."