He Let Our Son Die for His Stepsister, So I Burned His Empire Down
My husband was the Don of the DeLuca Family. As his Donna, I had spent years tolerating his indulgence of his stepsister. That was, until My five-year-old son and my husband's beloved stepsister were strapped to ticking time bombs.
My terrified little boy screamed for me.
As the DeLuca Family's lead bomb disposal expert, I knew I could save him.
But my husband Matteo, the Don who ruled a mafia empire, pressed a cold gun barrel between my eyes.
"Disarm Lilia's bomb first, or I'll shoot our son myself."
He gave the order without a flicker of emotion, all to protect the stepsister who had perfected the helpless-innocent act.
I could only watch as Noah vanished in a ball of fire.
But Matteo forg