The Day She Married, I Joined Her Enemy

I spent the night partying naked with three models.

The next morning, Katerina, the Godmother, shoved a gun into my hand, her face a storm cloud.

"Come back to me, or kill me."

But I just smiled and shot her in the leg.

"I won't kill you, but I won't forgive you either."

Her eyes scarlet, she collapsed onto the ground, watching as the models and I walked away.

All because for ten years, as her right-hand man, I'd helped her seize territory, only for her to choose to marry some college boy instead of keeping her promise to marry me.