No Forgiveness For The Broken Capo

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I spent three years building an empire with my husband, Lorenzo, the ruthless Mafia Capo. But today, he forced me to kneel and pin a wedding gown on his pregnant mistress. "Sign the asset division papers and walk away with nothing," he ordered coldly. He wanted me gone so he could crown Vivian as the true mother of his bloodline. When I tried to leave with my own design blueprints, he ordered his men to smash my boutique to pieces. He shoved me onto the shattered glass, and a searing pain ripped through my abdomen. As I lay there bleeding out, my authentic pregnancy ultrasound slipped from my bag. Lorenzo thought it was a desperate lie. "Your dead fetus is paying the price for Vivian's true heir," he cursed. He tore the scan to shreds, locked the heavy steel shutters from the outside, and drove away with his mistress, leaving me to die in the dark. I lost my baby and my womb on that cold floor, all while he prepared a grand proposal for a woman who was secretly barren. He thought my quiet compliance meant I was broken. But I survived. Standing in the shadows of the International Syndicate Gala, I calmly plugged a burner phone into the master projection system. It was time to show the entire underworld her fake silicone belly, and watch Lorenzo's world burn to ashes.