Regretful Don And His Billionaire Mafia Heiress
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I was nine months pregnant when a sudden, agonizing cramp twisted through my abdomen.
But my husband, Nathaniel Voss, the Don of the Voss mafia family, had ordered his men to lock me inside the estate's underground holding cell.
All because he wanted to make sure I wouldn't give birth before another woman.
That woman was Isabella, the widow of his late brother.
And she was due to deliver her baby today, too.
According to the will left by the founder of the Voss family, the firstborn son would inherit the family empire.
Nathaniel firmly believed that his late brother's child was the one who deserved it all.
"The position of heir should have belonged to my brother's son in the first place."
He stood outside the iron bars, looking down at me with cold indifference.
"Isabella has already lost her husband. This child is all she has left. I won't let her lose anything else."
"As for you, Camille, I've given you more than enough. All you have to do is stay put until she delivers. I'll deal with your situation afterward."
I clutched my belly, trembling from the unbearable pain.
"Nathaniel, please. Take me to the hospital. I'm really in labor."
He grabbed my chin roughly.
"Stop putting on an act."
"You never married me because you loved me. All you ever wanted was the Voss family's money and power."
"You deliberately want to give birth before Isabella so your child can inherit the family."
My face turned deathly pale as I desperately shook my head.
"That's not true!"
"I'll sign whatever documents you want. I'll give up my right to the inheritance. I don't want any of it. Just please, save our baby!"
Nathaniel let out a cold laugh.
"If you really didn't care about the inheritance, you wouldn't have pressured Isabella into signing that renunciation agreement."
"Once she delivers safely, I'll come back for you. After all, the child you're carrying is my son, too."
With that, he turned and walked away.
He didn't even bother looking back.
But my husband, Nathaniel Voss, the Don of the Voss mafia family, had ordered his men to lock me inside the estate's underground holding cell.
All because he wanted to make sure I wouldn't give birth before another woman.
That woman was Isabella, the widow of his late brother.
And she was due to deliver her baby today, too.
According to the will left by the founder of the Voss family, the firstborn son would inherit the family empire.
Nathaniel firmly believed that his late brother's child was the one who deserved it all.
"The position of heir should have belonged to my brother's son in the first place."
He stood outside the iron bars, looking down at me with cold indifference.
"Isabella has already lost her husband. This child is all she has left. I won't let her lose anything else."
"As for you, Camille, I've given you more than enough. All you have to do is stay put until she delivers. I'll deal with your situation afterward."
I clutched my belly, trembling from the unbearable pain.
"Nathaniel, please. Take me to the hospital. I'm really in labor."
He grabbed my chin roughly.
"Stop putting on an act."
"You never married me because you loved me. All you ever wanted was the Voss family's money and power."
"You deliberately want to give birth before Isabella so your child can inherit the family."
My face turned deathly pale as I desperately shook my head.
"That's not true!"
"I'll sign whatever documents you want. I'll give up my right to the inheritance. I don't want any of it. Just please, save our baby!"
Nathaniel let out a cold laugh.
"If you really didn't care about the inheritance, you wouldn't have pressured Isabella into signing that renunciation agreement."
"Once she delivers safely, I'll come back for you. After all, the child you're carrying is my son, too."
With that, he turned and walked away.
He didn't even bother looking back.
















































