Shattered Vows: Marrying The Dark Don

For seven years, I have been the submissive commoner wife of Julian, the New York Mafia boss.

When he finally realized what he had ruined and stabbed himself with a dagger, begging for my forgiveness, I simply turned and walked away.

I endured his endless betrayals and cruelty for only one reason: he paid for my grandmother's life-sustaining treatment.

But while he was busy buying diamonds for his new mistress, the pressure of his emotional abuse caused me to lose our child.

His mistress broke into my grandmother's hospital room and threw explicit photos of her and Julian in my grandmother's face. My grandmother died from shock.

Julian knew nothing about this.

“Go home, Sienna. You’re pregnant. Stop making a scene, or I’ll cut off your grandmother’s medical bills tomorrow.”

When I found him, he arrogantly thought I was just throwing a tantrum.

He didn't know our child was gone.

He didn't know that my grandmother had passed away.

In front of all his men, I poured a glass of whiskey over his head, left the signed divorce papers on his table, and then boarded a one-way flight to Germany.

I will leave him forever.