The mafia godfather needed a wife… for the next day. Not a mistress, nor a model, but a woman capable of facing a dinner where the slightest mistake could cost a life. She had to smile at a powerful Sicilian godfather and convince the entire gathering that she was truly the wife of the most feared man in New York.
All the candidates failed. One burst into tears, another fainted in front of the guards, and the last one fled before even leaving the building.
Then Clara Higgins entered, her yellow coat still wet from the rain, three pencils stuck into her brown curls, and a sewing kit in her hand. She was neither intimidated nor impressed. With her strong personality, she asked directly:
— Were you the one who pushed the model into a nervous breakdown?
Dominic remained silent. Unlike the others, Clara was not trying to please him or fear him. She looked at him like a simple problem to solve.
— I manage fifty exhausted actors during costume changes in the middle of a performance, while a conductor screams in Italian. You are just a man in an overpriced suit with a terrible attitude.
A heavy silence filled the room. Dominic turned to his right-hand man.
— Cancel all the other appointments. We found her.
Two hours later, Clara was facing a two-million-dollar check and an incredible offer: to play the role of Dominic Moretti’s wife for a single dinner.
She looked at the check without touching it, crossed her arms over her emerald dress, and calmly declared:
— This is not enough.
She made another demand… but the one she imposed on him caused a true shock. The entire room fell silent, and even the mafia godfather himself was stunned.😱😱😱
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Clara looked up at Dominic and slowly pushed the check away.
— I will accept only under one condition. Throughout this entire evening, you will treat me like your real wife. Not only in front of your guests… but also in front of your men.
A murmur spread through the room.
— No one will interrupt me. No one will give me orders. And if anyone disrespects me, you will be the one to put them in their place.
The guards exchanged disbelieving looks. No one had ever dared to impose conditions on Dominic Moretti.
But Clara was not finished.
— And there is one last rule. If I discover that this dinner is being used as a cover for a murder or a settling of scores, I will leave immediately, with or without your permission. I refuse to be the face of a bloodbath.
The silence became icy.
Even the old Sicilian godfather, sitting at the back of the room, gave a surprised smile. This young woman had just set boundaries for the most feared man in New York.
Dominic stared at her for a long moment before a slight smile appeared on his face.
— You know that no one speaks to me like that?
— Maybe. But you don’t need an obedient woman. You need someone capable of convincing your enemies that no one would dare challenge your wife.
For a few seconds, no one dared to breathe.
Then Dominic took the check, tore it in half in front of everyone, and declared:
— Two million is not enough to buy a woman like you. You will get what you ask for… and three times that amount. Because tonight, the only person who truly impressed me is you.
The entire room remained frozen. For the first time, the mafia godfather had given in… without arguing.
