Ashes Of Betrayal: My Ex-Husband's Regret

I was married to Dante Rossi, the ruthless Don of the New York Mafia.

For four years, I believed his terrifying power would protect me, especially after his ex-lover pushed me down the stairs, causing our daughter Serafina to be born dead.

But during our annual mourning trip to Iceland, his encrypted phone lit up with a text from the woman who murdered our baby.

"Angelo is making his birthday wish. He wants his Papa to come home to us."

Inside his pocket, his St. Jude locket didn't hold a picture of our dead daughter, but a photo of a four-year-old boy with Dante's eyes.