Betrayer Or Savior? His Step‐Mother Ex

I reunite with my ex‑boyfriend, a gangster, five years after our breakup. Now, I am his father’s fiancée. That night, the newly crowned mafia heir pins me hard against the bathroom sink. Brusquely touching the ruby necklace around my neck, his eyes burn with ferocity. “A woman who once shared my bed — how dare you be my stepmother?” He thinks I betrayed him for wealth and humiliates me relentlessly. Unbeknownst to him, I took a bullet for him five years ago and became his father’s shadow bodyguard. When assassins strike, I draw my thigh‑strapped dagger and kill one instantly. Spotting my old bullet wound, the ruthless heir spirals into chaos.