Divorcing the Mafia Heir

The day I buried my father, my husband—Enzo Russo, heir to one of the most powerful mafia families in the city—didn’t come to the funeral.

Instead, my stepsister Camilla sent me a photo of Enzo on his knees, kissing her stomach, followed by a message that made my blood run cold: Guess who’s carrying the Russo heir. Before I could even process it, a second photo arrived—Camilla standing in my bedroom, wearing my robe, taking a smug selfie while Enzo slept shirtless in our bed behind her.

I collapsed at my father’s grave.