All That Love and Tears are for NothingChapter 1

After marrying into the Wrights, a famous mafia family, as the second wife, I was Milford's wife in name—but everyone knew the real love of his life was his widowed sister-in-law, Malissa.

He praised me as the perfect partner, a capable, graceful hostess. At his parties, I’d take shot after shot of hard liquor to shield him. Yet, when his sister-in-law so much as sipped a glass of fruit wine offered by another man, he cut the guy’s hand off without blinking.

He flaunted my photos everywhere, claiming he wanted the world to know how beautiful and dazzling I was. But her? He kept her hidden like a precious secret, locked away where no one could see.

Then, one of my photos leaked. His enemies saw it and I was kidnapped. I called him in desperation, begging him to save me.

He said, “Lori… Malissa is pregnant with my child now. It’s the only heir I could give my late brother. I have to stay by her side and protect her.”

“You’ll just have to hang in there for a few days. Once her morning sickness eases, I’ll come get you.”

He never came.

For a full year, I was tortured—violated over a thousand times, my leg broken, my soul shattered.