He Chose The Mistress Over His Queen

I was polishing a diamond engagement ring that cost more than a small island when I heard the truth.

My fiancé, the ruthless Don Dante Moretti, was telling his mistress I was nothing more than a glorified bank account.

But it wasn't until the accident that I understood the depth of his cruelty.

While training in the estate gym, a support cable snapped. I fell twenty feet, shattering my leg on impact.

Through the haze of blinding pain, I waited for Dante to save me.

Instead, he rushed to his mistress, Livia—the woman who had cut the wire.