On Our Anniversary, He Ended Our Empire

It was our ninth wedding anniversary, but Nico Vescari—the don of the Vescari Syndicate—came home with his pregnant mistress.

Nine years I was his wife. Nine years I sat beside a man who ruled the underworld like it was built for him.

And today, he brought another woman into our estate.

“She stays here,” Nico said coldly, adjusting his cuffs while his capos lined the walls. “Move to the guest villa.”

My breath hitched. “On our anniversary?”

His eyes didn’t even soften. “Don’t make a scene, Serena.”

Something in me snapped… not fear, but clarity.