No Next Life For The Don

For two years, I endured hell in an underground brothel, bleeding to earn the bribe money to save my Mafia Don husband from the electric chair.

But when Cassio finally returned, he didn't come to rescue me.

He marched in with thirty armed enforcers, threw annulment papers on my chest, and announced his new mistress was pregnant with his heir.

The mistress was Camilla, a low-level associate who stole the credit for my sacrifice.

Cassio believed every lie she told, looking at my degrading uniform with pure disgust.

"Sign the papers. You have disgraced the Moretti name enough."