Mafia Wife, Unfit For An Heir

netically unfit to carry his heir, he brought home my r

oning me while I bled on the floor at a party to protect her an

ear, and I decided to orchestrate my own vanishing act,

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carry his heir, he also introduced me to my replacemen

our penthouse apartment. Alessandro stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, a silhouette of power and cold control ag

is voice flat, devoid of the comfort I desperately ne

Luca family and became the wife of the Underboss. My purpose was singular:

h knell: an heir, born within the next year, or Alessandro would be stripped of his title. The leadership

ow. The words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken finality.

yes, but where my posture was straight from years of ballet, hers was a defiant slouch. A hunger, a ra

d, not asked. "It's a family matter. A

Hope, sharp and painful, pierced through my numbness.

ed on me, ignoring the woman standing beside him, "s

s protected. Our fifth wedding anniversary came and went. I spent it alone, staring at the diamond necklace he'd given me years ago, a sym

med into my passenger side. It wasn't an accident. It was a message from a rival family, a test of De Luca stre

e myself to the family's discreet emergency clinic. As the doctor stitched my h

, and my heart stopped. On my vanity, next to my bottle of Chanel No. 5, was a tube of lipstick.

urity of the De Luca family, the impenetrable fortress Alex was m

t important business associates at a private club downtown. Alex was the perfect host, his arm p

it terrace. Through an open door to a private office, I he

his voice rough with an emotion I hadn't heard in ye

od ran

"get it ready. After the baby is born, I

omised me for our tenth an

y shattered on the stone floor. Alex and Mark fell silent. A seco

hat are you

whispered, the words

s not here. You heard nothing. Mark," he barked ove

ught I was asleep, I slipped his encrypted tablet from his briefcas

a bed that wasn't ours. And then I saw it: a folder labeled "Como." Inside were

the Underboss don't just walk away. They disappear. But I would not be another victim. I would