No Forgiveness For The Broken Capo

I spent three years building an empire with my husband, Lorenzo, the ruthless Mafia Capo.

But today, he forced me to kneel and pin a wedding gown on his pregnant mistress.

"Sign the asset division papers and walk away with nothing," he ordered coldly.

He wanted me gone so he could crown Vivian as the true mother of his bloodline.

When I tried to leave with my own design blueprints, he ordered his men to smash my boutique to pieces.

He shoved me onto the shattered glass, and a searing pain ripped through my abdomen.