My Mafia Husband's Photo Game
Just a moment ago, after nearly bleeding to death, I gave the Rossi family their heir.
But my husband, Carter, the Rossi's underboss, let his confidante, Sofia, film me giving birth just because she said she was bored.
She captured everything: me losing control of my body, my screams, my face twisted in agony.
Afterward, she took screenshots, turned them into memes, and passed them around a private group chat for the family's inner circle.
Through the door of my hospital room, I could hear Sofia's wild laughter.
"Carter, this is the best entertainment all year. You always know just what I want."
"But Sloane's going to throw a fit when she wakes up and sees it."
The anesthesia hadn't