Shattered Vows: The Mafia Heiress's Ruthless Comeback

I was just the decoration at the gala, the dutiful wife of Chicago's Underboss, Dante Moretti.

Then my phone buzzed with a photo of his hand on another woman's thigh, taken inside the venue just minutes ago.

I finally snapped, leaking the photo to the press to shame him.

Dante dragged me home, pinned me to the sofa, and carved a thin line into my collarbone with a switchblade.

"You don't get to leave until I say you're done," he warned.

But the real devastation came later. An anonymous video file revealed the truth about my mother's "suicide" ten years ago.