Shattered Vows: The Mob Wife's Revenge

as his perfect trophy wife. I designed his buildings, kept

into my casino with a secret son,

was dangling from his wrist. When I reached to

hove

a

le I lay bleeding on the marble floor I had hand-picke

suit jacket around another woman's

l, the cruelty

ident, Elana.

amage. He had given my family heirloom to his bast

-was a lie. He had built a warm, loving shadow family whil

at life forever. So, I dec

fs of the estate, letting the fr

thinks the Don

is very much alive, and she's coming

pte

na

all of shattered glass to save another w

e of silence I'd

as no w

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floor I had hand-picked in Italy, watchin

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ends with champagne and sex, no

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ultimate leg

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