Don Took His Mistress Back Home
In the fifth year of my marriage to Ryan, he brought his cousin Hailey back home.
But I knew the truth. She was his mistress.
In public, he played the devoted husband. In private, he spent his nights with her.
To seize total control of the family and keep me on a leash, he quietly reshuffled our inner circle, planting his own people in every key position.
He was certain the mafia princess in me had gone soft, that I'd handed him the family willingly, that I loved him too much to ever leave.
What he never understood was why I married him back when he was a nobody. It wasn't love. He'd taken a bullet for me once, and I wanted to repay it. And more than that, he was tame, like a leopard that had drawn in its claws.
Now that he had bared his fangs, I would be the one to pull them out, one by one.