Jilted Ex-Fiancée? The Ruthless Mafia Heiress!

his wife. Instead, he

d convinced myself his coldness was just the pressure of the game. I curated the flowers, the music, the guest l

t to humiliate me in front of five hundr

thing he never ex

ns a different kind of legacy. He doesn't know that my real name is Seraphina Vitale, heiress to an empire t

a

ng me fall for the powerful, patient man who's been waiting for m

holds all the cards, and the man who broke her lea

pte

hina'

ng, I found a voice recor

im last Christmas, the one he'd barely thanked me for. I'd opened his laptop to pull up our ceremony playlist. He'd a

in my head-the one I'd been ignoring for tw

lic

first. Breathless. Giddy. "Di

humbnail dug

. I want to see her face tomorrow. In front of everyone. Five hundred gu

wed out. I could hear

who knew exactly what his mouth tasted like. "Five years. Five years she's

rustling. The soft, unmistakable sound of a kiss-slow, hungry, the

dy since the d

ding cut

g. The playlist folder sat open in another window-I'd curated three hours of music

n that moment was colder-a clean, surgical severing,

is hips, I'd closed the file. I'd reopened the playlist

d that p

. The easy confidence. The mou

ice didn't sh

d spent five years loving, the man who planned to destroy me in front of everyon

ay beside him, listening to hi

who wasn't tangled up in Dominic's crew-the only one who'd neve

to follow

the line. T

for the venue. I think he's goin

ed proof against. She was the kind of friend who

e the a

nd-beaded lace. My mother's pearl earrings. The shoes I'd saved six months to buy. My reflection in the floor-length m

one b

ad sent

light. Isabella's hands covering her mouth in rehearsed shock. His entire crew circled around them-Marco, Vinny, the guys I'd pa

In public. They're calling you

photo until my

ack, found the zipper of m

pped out of it, barefoot on the cold marble, and pulled on jeans. A

ed my c

r and the florist and the wedding coordinator who would all be wondering wh

ang

e on the second sylla