A Good Deal: The Don's Life for My Hand

"Stop... Don't! I'm already at my limit!"

I'm on my knees on the floor, tears streaming down my face, while a shirtless man stands in front of me with a leather whip in his hand.

His voice stays gentle, but his movements never slow. "Babe, we're only halfway there."

After I come back from the dead, I spend 80 million dollars hiring the most expensive male model in all of Navarro to spend the night with me.

With that kind of money on the table, the service absolutely lives up to its price.

He pulls out every trick I've never tried in my life.

The next morning, I'm sitting astride him, using him as my morning workout, when suddenly there's one more person in the room.

My husband, the Don of a mafia family, Leone Vieri.

Leone Vieri told the bodyguards to drag the model out, then fixed his eyes on me and asked in an icy voice, "Where did he touch you?"

My head still felt foggy. I laughed like I didn't have a care in the world.

"My lips, my chest, my thighs... He touched every place you like."

Leone's gaze went dark. A vein stood out sharply on his neck as he gave the order to the men behind him. "Cut him into 18 pieces and throw them away."

I took off my sweat-soaked clothes and walked into the bathroom. "Do whatever you want."

In my last life, I'd been married to Leone for a full seven years.

People called me the "Queen of Cards." I helped him win every casino in Navarro and stayed by his side as he clawed his way up from a hunted criminal to a mafia Don.

Once he made it, he fell head over heels for a new dealer at the casino.

Her name was Bliss Mancini. Someone had sold her into the casino. She was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

Leone set her up in the VIP dealing room and personally taught her how to shuffle and count.

One day, I'd opened our internal family system and had seen that my marital status had changed to "divorced".

Leone couldn't have cared less when I questioned him.

"Bliss has no one. If she takes the title of Madre, no one will dare lay a hand on her. Everyone in the Navarro casino sees you as the woman in charge. Why did you care about a title like that?"

I lost control and stormed into the dealing room, slapping Bliss across the face in front of everyone.

That night, Jason Russo, my younger brother who'd been risking his life for Leone, got dragged back.

They snapped both his legs in front of me and tossed him in the back alley.

"Anna, this is the price for laying a hand on Bliss!" Leone said coldly.

I begged him to stop, but he didn't show a shred of mercy. I watched the blood drain from Jason's face as he died right