The Lies They Told in Sicily
It was my sixth year with the Mafia Don. On the night of my birthday, he came home with a young, beautiful stranger by his side.
Everyone thought I would break down or fall apart because of his betrayal. Instead, I smiled, my fingertips brushing lightly over the diamond ring on my ring finger. What they didn’t know was that I had come for revenge.
Six years ago, he killed my father and my fiancé. So, I remained by his side, waiting for the right moment to send him to hell.
How could I have fallen for him?