My Mafia Fiancé Hid His Mistress Under Our Home

From the back cover

At my engagement party, my mafia fiancé’s mistress dumped pig’s blood over my white dress and called me cursed. Lorenzo punished her so hard everyone said he loved me more than his own life. I believed it—until I heard her voice coming from the basement of our home.

He had never sent her away. He had hidden her right under me.

She beat me, trapped me, made me lose a baby I never knew I had. Lorenzo blamed me, doubted me, and chose her again and again. So I ran.

On the West Coast, Damian King gave me a new life. But when Lorenzo came back begging, his mistress came back too—with a car aimed…