He Signed Our Divorce Without Looking
Dante Valieri, the most sought-after mafia lawyer in New York, had just signed his own name on my divorce papers.
But he had no idea.
Because while he was signing them, his eyes never left Camille.
The second Camille walked in, Dante had already looked up.
He watched her disappear into the lounge before finally turning back to me.
“What did I just sign?”
“Nothing important. You never really look at the things I hand you anyway.”
He started toward the lounge.
“Next time, just send it to my phone. Don’t make a special trip.”
As he closed the door behind him, I heard him say to Camille—
“You came so early. I was worried I’d miss you.”
And just like that, I was shut out on the other side of the door.
You won’t miss anything anymore, Dante.
In ten days, I’ll be going home.
After that, no one will interrupt the two of you ever again.