He Traded A Diamond For Cheap Glass

I was the "Ice Queen," the perfect Mafia wife who managed the De Luca empire's millions while my husband, Alessandro, played the part of the feared Underboss.

I thought my silence and competence earned me respect.

That was until I woke up in the estate's medical bay with a shattered leg.

My saddle had snapped mid-jump. It wasn't wear and tear; it was sabotage.

Lying in the dark, feigning sleep, I heard Alessandro whispering outside my door with his enforcer.

"The buckle was filed down," the enforcer said urgently. "Aria tampered with it. She could have broken her neck."