Never Seen After the Divorce
Four years of marriage. One signature—his own—that set me free, though he never realized what he was signing.
I was Sophia Moretti, the invisible wife of James Moretti, heir to the city’s most powerful mafia family. But when his childhood sweetheart, the dazzling and privileged Vicky, returned, I finally understood: I had always been temporary.
So I played my final move. I slid the papers across his desk—divorce disguised as routine university forms. James signed without a second glance, his fountain pen scratching across the page as carelessly as he'd treated our vows, without noticing he was ending our marriage.
But I walked away with more than my freedom. Beneath my coat, I carried his