Reborn From Fire: The Mafia King's Bride

The fire that melted my skin should have been the end of my story.

I had been the perfect mafia wife. I obeyed my father, I married Dante Genovese, and I even birthed his daughter.

But in return, he locked us in a safehouse and lit a match.

He watched from behind a steel door as I burned to ash, all because his mistress, Sofia, was jealous and wanted me out of the picture.

My own brother had spiked my champagne to ensure I was too weak to fight back.

I died screaming, my lungs filling with smoke and the scent of my husband's betrayal.

But when I gasped awake, I wasn't in hell.