His Ex Wife Is A Mafia Queen

Azrielle’s POV “Say it again.” My voice came out louder than I expected. The hall went quiet for half a second. Cassian stood on the stage like nothing in the world could touch him. Then he said it again. “I am ending my marriage with Azrielle Devereux.” A woman screamed somewhere behind me. Then someone laughed. Then everyone started talking at once. I stepped forward quickly. “You cannot just say that like I am nothing!” Cassian looked at me. Not angry. Not sorry. Just calm. “This is not a discussion.” I pointed at him. “So what is it? A show? Because everyone is watching me right now like I am a joke.” He did not answer. That silence made my chest burn. I turned to the crowd. “Did all of you know? Did you all sit here and wait for this?” Someone shouted back. “We all knew it was coming!” Another voice followed. “He never loved her anyway!” My throat tightened. I turned back to Cassian. “You planned this humiliation?” He finally spoke. “No.” I laughed once, but it sounded wrong. “Then why am I standing here like this?” He stepped down from the stage slowly. People moved out of his way like he owned the air. He stopped in front of me. “Because it is already done.” I shook my head. “No. You do not get to do this to me in public.” Camera flashes went off behind us. I heard someone say, “Record everything.” I turned quickly. “Stop filming me!” Nobody stopped. Cassian’s voice came again. “Azrielle, leave the hall.” I stared at him. “You are telling me to leave after what you just did?” “Yes.” The word was simple. It made something in me snap. I stepped closer to him. “I am your wife.” He did not react. Then he said, “Not anymore.” My hands started shaking. “That woman beside you who is she?” He did not even look back. “Someone who understands my world.” I nodded slowly. “So I never did?” Silence again. That silence answered everything. I turned away. I pushed through the crowd. Someone grabbed my arm. “Azrielle, wait!” I pulled away hard. “Do not touch me!” I kept walking. Fast. Too fast. I heard whispers behind me. “She is leaving.” “Finally.” “She should have known her place.” My heels hit the floor too loudly. Every step felt like I was breaking something inside me. I reached the door and pushed it open hard. Cold air hit my face. I stopped outside. Just for a second. My chest was heaving. My phone rang. I looked at it. Unknown caller. I answered. “Hello?” My lawyer’s voice came quickly. “Azrielle, do not hang up.” I closed my eyes. “What now?” He hesitated. Then he said, “The divorce papers… they were never properly filed.” I froze. “What are you saying?” “I am saying you are still legally married to Cassian Moretti.” My hand dropped slowly. “That is not possible.” “It is.” I shook my head. “No. No, I saw the papers.” “There was a second document attached.” My voice grew quieter. “Who did it?” “I do not know yet.” Behind me, I heard footsteps. Slow. Controlled. I turned. Cassian was standing there. Still. Quiet. Like he had been there the whole time. My phone was still in my hand. My lawyer was still talking. I hung up. Cassian looked at me. “You heard.” I nodded once. “So you lied in there?” He answered immediately. “I did not lie.” “You said it was over.” “I said what I needed to say.” My voice rose. “You embarrassed me in front of everyone.” He stepped closer. “People needed to hear it that way.” I laughed again, but the sound broke. “So I am a message now?” “No.” “Then what am I?” He did not answer fast enough. That silence again. I stepped back. “I am done with you.” Cassian spoke quietly. “You are not safe leaving right now.” I stared at him. “Since when do you care if I am safe?” He did not move. “Since it became a problem.” My phone rang again. The same unknown number. I showed him. “Is this part of your plan too?” He looked at it. Then he said, “Do not answer.” I pressed accept anyway. “Hello?” A voice came through. Calm. Low. “You should not have come back.” My fingers went cold. I looked at Cassian. His jaw tightened slightly. The voice continued. “We warned you once.” Then a pause. “You are still in the game, Azrielle.” The line went dead. I lowered the phone slowly. “What did that mean?” Cassian stepped closer. “Who was that?” “I asked first.” He looked around the empty street. “Get in the car.” I shook my head. “No.” “Azrielle.” “I said no.” He reached for my wrist. I pulled back quickly. “Do not touch me.” His voice dropped. “Someone just threatened you.” “I do not care.” “That was not a normal call.” I laughed again. “Nothing about today is normal!” People were still inside the hall. Still screaming. Still watching. I pointed back toward it. “You humiliated me in there.” Cassian replied, “You are still alive.” That sentence hit wrong. “What does that even mean?” He did not explain. Instead, he said, “Get in the car.” I looked at him. “You think I am going anywhere with you?” A car door opened behind him. Another man stepped out. Tall. Dark suit. Dante. He looked at me briefly. Then at Cassian. “She should not stay here.” I turned. “Now there are two of you?” Dante spoke once. “Someone is watching this building.” I looked back at the hall. Lights. Movement. Phones still up. Cassian spoke again. “Last warning.” I stood still. Then I said, “If I get in that car, I am not forgiving you for this.” He replied, “I am not asking for forgiveness.” That made everything quiet between us. I stared at him. Then at the car. Then back at him again. I walked forward slowly. But I stopped right before the door. “Tell me something.” He looked at me. “Did you ever love me at all?” Cassian did not answer immediately. The street was too quiet. Then my phone rang again. The same unknown number. It lit up between us. Cassian said, “Do not answer.” But I had already pressed it. “Hello?” This time, the voice sounded closer. Like they were smiling. “You are already late.” I swallowed hard. “Late for what?” The voice replied, “For the first move.” Cassian stepped forward. “Azrielle, end the call.” I ignored him. The voice continued. “And Cassian…” Cassian stopped. Silence. Then the voice said, “She was never your first mistake.” The line cut. Cassian spoke immediately. “Get in the car.” I looked at him. “No.” He grabbed my hand. Not gently this time. Firmly. “Azrielle, get in the car now.” I tried to pull away. “Let go of me!” Dante stepped forward. “Cassian, people are coming.” Cassian did not look away from me. “Inside. Now.” I struggled. “No! I am not going anywhere with you!” His grip tightened. “Someone is trying to kill you.” I froze for half a second. Then I said, “Then maybe it is you.” Cassian did not answer. He just pulled me toward the car. I screamed, “Cassian, let go of me!” He finally spoke. “You are my wife.” I shouted back, “I am not your anything!” The door opened. And he said, “Get in.”