Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

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"How dare you enter without permission?" Emily snapped, glaring at the man standing in her office. "Emily, Emily," the man replied with a mocking smirk. Is that any way to talk to your dear cousin?"

"Mark, stop wasting my time and get to the point," Emily retorted, crossing her arms tightly over her chest, her eyes narrowing as a scowl formed on her otherwise beautiful face.

"Alright," Mark sighed, slumping down into a chair with exaggerated ease. "Let's talk business."

Emily's expression grew more frustrated, already knowing exactly what "business" he was here to discuss.

"I'm here to claim my father's share of the ancestral property," Mark declared arrogantly, leaning back as if the matter were already settled.

"What are you talking about?" Emily laughed mockingly. "Your father's share? As far as I remember, my dad inherited everything because Uncle Li was deemed unworthy and useless to the family."

"How dare you speak about my father like that!" Mark slammed his hand on the desk, jumping to his feet in an attempt to intimidate her.

Emily was momentarily startled by the sudden shift in his behavior, but quickly regained her composure.

"I'm just stating the truth," she replied coldly, shrugging.

Mark's face twisted with anger. "Listen, you bitch," he spat, his voice venomous. "If you don't hand over our share peacefully, we know how to take what's ours."

But Emily didn't flinch. She had long since seen the true, wicked nature of her father's side of the family "Do whatever you want, Mark," she said confidently, eyes steady. "You're not getting a penny of what doesn't belong to you."

Mark's rage flared, and he lunged toward her, but Emily's gaze shifted calmly to the CCTV camera in the corner of her office. He paused, his clenched fist hovering in midair, realizing what it meant. As much as he wanted to strangle her, he knew the evidence was already recorded. Grinding his teeth, Mark stopped in his tracks, though the hatred in his eyes burned hotter than ever.

"You will regret this, Emily Yang," he threatened before storming out of her office, slamming the door behind him.

Emily took a deep breath, her heart racing as the adrenaline slowly faded. Relief washed over her, but she couldn't shake the unease lingering in her chest. She reminded herself never to send the security away again when she was working late. The office felt too quiet now, too empty, and she liked it this way more than the worst company she had just endured a moment before.

"Mark, what happened?" Li Yang who was Mark's father and Emily's uncle, asked as his son stormed into the house, fury etched on his face.

"That bitch refused to give us our share," Mark snarled, stomping into the kitchen and pouring himself a glass of water, his hands shaking with anger. "I wouldn't have taken her so lightly. She's the main obstacle to our ancestral wealth."

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"I told you, that slut is as stubborn as her father was," Li Yang's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as a sinister gleam crept onto his face.

"Father, I don't need your lecture," Mark retorted, frustration bubbling over. "What I need is money. With debt piling up, we won't survive much longer. They'll come knocking any day now to collect, and we'll be left with nothing but dead and our organs sold on the mafia market." His voice trembled, the impending doom of their situation weighing heavily on him.

"It's all my

father's fault," Li Yang replied, his tone bitter. "He handed everything over to my younger brother when I was the rightful heir of the Yang family. But now, I'll take back everything that belongs to me. With my younger brother gone, Emily has no right to our ancestors' wealth. It all belongs to me, and after me, it's yours. That bitch needs to understand that."

Mark clenched his fists, the frustration-boiling inside him. "So what do I do? It's not my fault I was born to a useless father!" he bellowed, his voice dripping with disgust as he glared at Li. "Mark, don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you," Li said, his voice dripping with sinister determination. "If she won't give up the shares easily, I know exactly what we need to do."

"She's not going to hand it over, Father. After winning her battle against her ex-husband, she thinks she's stronger and smarter than ever," Mark scoffed, eliciting a laugh from Li.

"She doesn't realize we're not as gentle as her ex-husband. She can't even begin to imagine what we're capable of," Li said, his eyes narrowing with a shadow of menace. "It's time to move to Plan B."

Mark paused, his anger morphing into a wicked grin as he met his father's gaze. "You mean..." "Yes," Li confirmed, his tone cold and calculating. "We'll take it all now. No more negotiations." Lina Yang, Li's wife, entered the room with a soft yet menacing smile, a blend of English and Korean heritage evident in her striking features. "Earlier, we were willing to give her a small portion of the wealth if she had cooperated. But now, everything will be ours," she said, her voice smooth as silk but laced with malice. "To secure it, we'll force her to marry my sister's son."

Mark and Li exchanged glances, their expressions filled with gleeful malice as their smiles twisted into sinister determination.

Their evil plan was foolproof. With Emily standing alone and lacking any support, they knew she was vulnerable and easy to take down.