He Dumped Me on the Highway. I Reported His Car Stolen

Two days before New Year's Eve, my boyfriend and I were driving to his family's estate outside Chicago to celebrate the holidays with the Sullivan crime family.

Leo Sullivan was the eldest son of one of the city's most powerful Mafia bosses, and after three years together, I was practically considered part of the family.

We'd already agreed that I'd buy his younger sister the latest iPhone for her seventeenth birthday. It was an expensive gift, but I didn't mind. After all, I wanted to make a good impression on my future in-laws.

But halfway through the drive, Leo suddenly changed his mind.