Nine Years Raising His Mistress’s Sons, One Day I Walked Away

At the wedding venue, Lorenzo Falcone held the twin children of his late first love in his arms and begged me for understanding.

"Adriana gave her life for these children. I can’t let them grow without parents. Serafina, aren’t you the kindest person?"

Under the eyes of every capo present, I nodded, my face pale.

A year later, my hand resting gently on my pregnant belly, I watched Lorenzo Falcone's face change.

"Get rid of it. I gave Adriana my word we'd wait three years before any child of ours."

"You're still young. We'll have our own later."