A Throne Without a Memory
My Don husband, just to indulge his little mistress's fantasy of playing Don's wife, pretended to have lost his memory at sea and tried to push me out of the family.
By chance, I overheard his mistress teasing him:
"Can I borrow Don's wife for a few days? And… Can I borrow the Don too?"
My husband, all smiles and indulgence, replied,
"Of course. Both are yours for a few days."
I froze for a moment, then turned away, pretending it did not bother me.
The next day, at the family meeting, he announced that his mistress was then his wife, ordered me out of the family business, and demanded I hand over every ounce of authority I held.
The elders all turned to me, silently hoping I would defy his ridiculous decree.
I said nothing. I handed over the keys and authority without a word.
However, he did not know that our next arms deal was just nine days away, and the other party was Amestia's most powerful mafia, the Romano family. They dealt with no one but me.