Don's Priorities: Secretary's Cat, Then Our Child
Vito Costa has one rule he never breaks—everything must be done according to the hierarchy of priorities he has set.
Curled up in his arms one day, I ask, "Can our baby be the top priority?"
Just like always, he kisses me on the forehead and brushes me off, saying, "My schedule is packed with meetings with the Five Families. Let me get through them first."
This whole time, I keep believing that he's just busy doing everything he can to secure a safe future for our child and me.
Then, during my second month of pregnancy, a sharp, twisting pain shoots through my abdomen. Vito drives me to Riviera Hospital, the Costa family's hospital, in his armored sedan.
But before we get there, he sees