The Mafia Fool Buried Them

For twelve years, I trusted my fiancé, the syndicate's ruthless Underboss, and my best friend, Mia.

But on the night of my birthday, I found a dark web forum where Mia was bragging about sleeping with him.

She posted a picture wearing my custom blood-diamond engagement ring, boasting that they had been sharing a bed for six years.

At my grand birthday banquet, they executed their final public humiliation.

Lorenzo dropped to one knee in front of hundreds of Capos, but instead of proposing, his velvet box sprayed cheap, sticky frosting all over my face.