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"You're done here, Sophia." Damian said it from the head of the long table in his study, looking straight at me while four armed men watched. Those men belonged to an allied syndicate. I was the one who spent three weeks negotiating with my cousins to bring them to our estate. Damian is twenty-three and leads the Black crime family. I am twenty-one, born into the Lockwood family. Both our families have run organized crime for generations. We grew up together, had our son Samuel two years ago, and got married last year. We have two rules in our marriage. First, we never argue in front of outsiders. Second, we are equal partners. I refuse to be a sheltered mob wife who hides while the men do business. Damian knows this. He agreed to it before we married. Then the meeting went sour. The other boss made a veiled threat about our estate gates, testing whether Damian would lose his temper. I opened my mouth to remind him that my Lockwood relatives controlled their supply routes. Before I could speak, Damian cut me off. He dismissed me in front of everyone. I kept our first rule. I showed no emotion, stood up, and walked out into the private hallway. Damian followed me a second later, shutting the study doors behind him to pause the meeting. I turned on him immediately. I told him he had just humiliated me in front of the exact people who needed to see us united. I told him he made me look powerless in my own home. Damian did not look like a boss in the empty hallway. He looked twenty-three and terrified. He reached for my hands. He told me the other family had extra cars parked down the road. He said the room was about to turn violent, and he could not protect himself if he was busy trying to shield me from bullets. He told me he could not live if anything happened to me. That is what makes this so hard. Damian does not sideline me because he thinks I am weak. He does it because he loves me and panics. He carries the weight of this entire empire alone, and when danger appears, his instinct is to lock me in a safe room. Hearing the fear in his voice makes me want to soften. Part of me wants to let it go, walk up to Samuel's room, and stay out of harm's way. But if I walk away now, I will never get my authority back. The men in that room will know Damian makes every real decision alone. My own family will see that my husband silenced me. I will stop being his partner and become just another wife waiting upstairs to hear if her husband survived. Damian stands in front of the hallway stairs, waiting for me to go up to Samuel while the men wait in the study. You decide what happens next. #interactivestory #sagaland

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