When the Roses Died, The Mafia Heiress Demands A Divorce

For years, I lived in a bubble, shielded by my father’s legacy and power. As the only daughter of Lorenzo De Luca, feared head of the De Luca crime family, I had seen my share of blood and shadows.

Then came Cyrus Cross, the man I thought would set me free from my father’s grip. I run away with him, hoping a life I deserved.

But Nicolette came, his ex.

Cyrus had been seeing her behind my back, even buying her a mansion.

I came home seeing them together.

There they were, sharing wine. Cyrus didn’t even flinch, smirking as if I was beneath him.