My Mafia Husband Claimed Death Was Our Only Divorce

Introduction

The year I turned 18, Adrian Moretti killed a man for me.

He saved me from my father, who'd been beating me for years. He stayed by my side in the years that followed. We started at the bottom of a New York shipping company and clawed our way into the Moretti family's inner circle.

We bled together and lost a child together. Together, we took a name no one had respected and turned it into a force no one on the East Coast could ignore.

So when I found more than 1,000 photos of a woman I didn't know on his backup phone, hatred wasn't my first reaction.

I just wanted a divorce.