The Don’s Secret Wife
I’m the princess of the Hillrose Family. He’s Blair Falcone, Don of the Falcone Family. A perfect match. We were New York's power couple, the envy of everyone in the underworld.
Until three days before our wedding.
One minute, we were lost in each other, his body moving inside me, his lips trailing fire across my skin.
The next, he calmly announces, "Flora, there's something I have to tell you."
"Legally, I already have a wife. The old man married me off to her six years ago. She's the daughter of a man who took a bullet for him."
"If you can live with it," he continued, "our marriage is still on. As planned."
I stared at him in disbelief. "What about me? What were our six years?"
He took a slow drag from his cigar. "I know what this is. So, what's it gonna be?"
My hand instinctively went to my stomach.
He didn't know. I was going to tell him my happy secret tonight: I was pregnant.
But now, I wasn't going to tell him a damn thing.