Neglected Mafia Wife: Out Of Your League

“For eight years, I drained the color from my life-black, white, and gray-to be the perfect Donna for Zeno, the ruthless Don of the Falcone Famiglia. He never let me wear red. Said it drew too much attention. Then the photos came. My husband in a fluorescent yellow cartoon suit. A color he had never once allowed in our bedroom.Our arranged marriage was the bedrock of a multi-billion-dollar syndicate alliance. But then, photos leaked of my untouchable husband in a fluffy cartoon mascot suit, handing spun sugar to a low-level civilian girl named Liana. When I tried to enforce our world's strict hierarchy, Zeno publicly humiliated me to protect her. The final blow came when Liana orchestrated a fake assassination attempt on herself. Zeno stormed into my territory, threw photos of her shattered arm on my mahogany desk, and dragged me to her clinic room. When the girl faked a panic attack, he dropped to his knees, wrapping his arms around her to physically shield her from my sight. "Apologize, Bianca. Now." He demanded, treating his wife and Queen like a monstrous threat. I stared at the man I had pledged my life to. I couldn't understand how the brilliant, calculating 'Iceman' could be so easily blinded by a street rat's cheap tears. I had sacrificed my identity and youth to build his empire, yet he trampled my honor without a second thought. My pride bled, but my heart finally turned to ash. "Strike three." I whispered, turning my back on them. I walked out of the clinic, called my lawyers to draft a formal mafia divorce, and withdrew every billion from his accounts.”