When The Mafia Marriage Contract Expires

I married the ruthless mafia Don, Zane Falcone, at seventeen to pay off my father's blood debt.

For three years, I played the obedient wife, secretly hoping my childhood love would thaw his cold heart.

But on our third anniversary, he left me dining alone, openly flaunting his cartel heiress mistress to the entire underworld.

The final blow came when my father was dying in the hospital. I called Zane, begging for a car.

"I am in the middle of entertaining our southern allies, Aria. Stop being dramatic."

He hung up on me. Through the receiver, I could hear him dancing with his mistress.