The Ruthless Capo Steals His Queen

From the back cover

I was waiting in my white dress to finally formalize my mafia marriage with Marco.

I was three months pregnant with his heir, foolishly believing our arranged union had blossomed into true love.

But right before our Church registration, I saw a private post from his notorious ex-girlfriend, Sophia.

It was a photo of Marco holding white roses for her, with a caption meant only for me.

"He is picking me up, do not wait up."

Marco immediately canceled our vows, citing urgent syndicate business, and left me standing alone.

At the club that night, he publicly humiliated me, letting his crew mock our marriage as a fake arrangement while he fiercely protected Sophia.

Hours later, Sophia sent me a photo of him sleeping shirtless in a hotel bed.

I lay on the cold floor in agonizing pain, realizing I was just a pathetic placeholder.

I was the only one who took our vows seriously, while he threw me away the second the woman he truly wanted returned.

Instead of begging for his love, I packed my bags and went to an underground clinic to abort his child.

When Nico Rossi, a terrifying rival Capo, stepped out of the shadows to sign my medical papers, he looked at my husband and made a deadly declaration.

"She is under my protection now."

This time, I chose to walk away forever, leaving Marco to drown in his own ruined pride.