My Don Killed Our Baby and Gave My Kidney to My Adopted Daughter

I used to think marrying Kellan Ardovino, the most powerful Mafia Don in New York, was the luckiest thing that had ever happened to me. Then, when I was eight weeks pregnant, he pressed a gun to my stomach. "Get rid of the baby. Corinne is sick. She needs your kidney." Corinne Salvetti was the girl I'd rescued from a car wreck three years earlier and raised as my own daughter. I gave her the best room, the prettiest dresses, and treated her like my own child. But she took my husband. She faked a serious illness, manipulated Kellan into killing our baby, and had me dragged onto an operating table to have one of my kidneys removed. I barely survived, only to come home and find the two of them together in our bed. That was when I finally understood: Corinne hadn't stolen my husband from me. The man I'd loved for five years had chosen to betray me. So I stopped crying and begging. Seven days later, I died in front of Kellan. The death certificate, the coffin, the funeral—every detail was airtight. While Kellan held my "body" and broke down in tears, I had already assumed a new identity and was boarding a private plane bound for Dublin. He thought my death was the punishment he deserve…

Oleh Yuan