I married the Don of the Cole mafia family because he seemed disciplined, polished, and untouchable. Then one dinner changed everything: he was carving steak for his assistant. I answered with ten perfectly cooked steaks and made him cut each one in front of me. That was only the beginning. Claire Morgan soon showed up in his passenger seat, in his office, and everywhere I didn’t want her to be—while he let her in without hesitation. When he brought her to a charity gala by his side, I realized the truth. That night, I stopped confronting him and started on the divorce papers. But in a world like this, walking away from a Don only starts the real fight.
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