Second Chance with the Mafia Kingpin
My mafia husband, Vincent Santoro, was born a monster, incapable of loving anyone.
But one day, I discovered he was hiding a ‘forbidden fruit’.
A girl from the slums, Claire Murphy. Scarred by life, yet as beautiful as a wildflower growing through concrete.
For a man who'd waded through blood his whole life, she was a fatal attraction he never saw coming.
He thought he'd covered his tracks. He was wrong.
At the Santoro family's annual dinner, I confronted him about Claire, tears streaking down my face.
He just lightly frowned, then had his consigliere slide the divorce papers across the table to me.
"Isabella. Sign it. The three North Side docks and the shipping lines are yours."
I tore the
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