Betrayed Wife Rules The Underworld

Have you ever reached a point where loving someone felt less satisfying than destroying him? They all thought I was a beaten dog ground into the mud. The night I miscarried, a Manhattan downpour hammered against the hospital windows. I lay on an operating table hemorrhaging, barely clinging to life. And my husband—the man I had personally raised to the throne with the entire Rossi family dowry and control of the Brooklyn docks—was upstairs in a VIP suite with his mistress, listening to another baby's heartbeat. My mother-in-law stepped through my blood, threw divorce papers in my face, ripped the family heirloom bracelet from my wrist, and told me that a woman who couldn't even keep a baby alive had no place in the Falcone family. Then she told me to get out. They drained my money. Took everything I owned. And threw me away like garbage. What none of them knew was that beneath my pillow lay an encrypted international phone that hadn't been turned on in five years. The number on the other end belonged to the headquarters of the Italian Mafia— "The Commission." And I, Evelyn Rossi, was the new ruler they had spent eighteen years waiting for. Three days from now, at the Falcone famil…

Oleh Stormborne Princess