The Bride Who Broke Two Bloodlines

The first time Lorenzo Marlowe cheated,he took a private photograph of the girl with the red eyes and told me I could do whatever I wanted with it. I loved him so much that I chose to forgive him, telling myself it was nothing more than a careless mistake a makes once and never again.

The second time, Lorenzo let the tape of him and that girl slip loose, and every capo and every kept woman in this city saw it. Omertà covers a great many sins, but not that one. Still, I told myself he was the same Lorenzo . So I swallowed my pride and stayed at his side as though nothing had touched us.