The Don’s Wife Was Never His to Keep
There's an unwritten rule in the Chicago Outfit.
The Don never keeps a mistress for more than a hundred days.
When the hundred days are up, the women he’s finished with always take the money and leave quietly.
Once, someone asked him, unwilling to accept it: “Why?”
Santino Falcone smiled softly.“Because I love my wife.”
Everyone knew that his wife of seven years was his weak spot.
But this new mistress wouldn’t behave.Emboldened by his favor, she sent me a taunting text message.
“Arabella, isn’t your husband cute when he’s asleep in my arms?I’ve got plenty more photos. I can send them to you if you want.”
“I’m his one true love. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll step down and give me your place as his wife.”
I didn’t argue with her.Instead, I generously gave her my wedding ring.
Because what she didn't know was that I had gotten my memory back.
I was never the orphan Santino saved.
I am the long-lost princess of New York’s most powerful family, missing for seven years.
In three days, my brother Matteo’s armored motorcade will arrive in Chicago to take me home.