Jilted Ex-Wife? The Ruthless Heiress Returns

From the back cover

I sat outside the delivery room, waiting for Gianna—my gangster husband Enzo’s mistress—to give birth.

The moment that baby let out its first cry, the five-year blood oath I had sworn with the crime family would be fully honored.

But the delivery-room doors were flung open, and Enzo dragged me roughly to the child.

“Raise him as your own.” Enzo gave the order coldly, indifferent to the way his brutal grip had torn open the wound on my hand that had just been stitched.

Then he turned and lifted his mistress into his arms, so gently it was almost obsessive—a tenderness he had never once given me in five years.

To protect that woman, he forced me out of the master bedroom, made me an unpaid nanny to his bastard son, and made me watch him dote on Gianna.

He had no idea that the five years I had endured in a marriage in name only had nothing to do with love.

And now the birth of his heir was exactly the escape signal I had planned for all along.

I tossed out the freshly signed annulment agreement, took the hundred million dollars that was mine, and vanished from the face of the earth.