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Valeria Ricci's world has crumbled, shattered by the betrayal of the man she loves. Five heartbreaks have stolen her hope, but nothing compares to the revelation that Lorenzo, her husband, has been orchestrating her pain all along. As she stands at the edge of a dark truth, Valeria faces a choice: continue to live in ignorance or confront the monster hiding behind her husband's charming facade.
When Santino De Luca, the enigmatic mafia leader, offers her a dangerous deal, the stakes rise to unimaginable heights. What secrets lie hidden in Lorenzo's study? Who is the child she never knew she had? With every heartbeat, Valeria is pulled deeper into a web of lies, longing, and a fierce desire for revenge. She knows that to reclaim her life, she must navigate a treacherous path filled with betrayal and power struggles.
As Valeria prepares to face the demons of her past, she must ask herself: How far is she willing to go to uncover the truth? And when the dust settles, will she emerge as a woman reborn or a pawn in a deadly game? In this gripping tale of love, loss, and vengeance, nothing is as it seems, and every choice could cost her everything.
The Mafia's Forgotten BrideChapter 1
~Valeria’s POV
Five miscarriages. Five tragedies.
For seven years, I had lost five unborn children I carried for Lorenzo Ricci, my husband. Five tiny lives were gone before they could take their first breath.
But it was only today that I found out the truth—outside my husband's private suite—The Black Lotus.
On the screen before me, Lorenzo Ricci—-the man I built my life around and said my vows to—-sat comfortably in a room, a woman stranded on his lap.
Not just any woman.
Seraphina Marone—the owner of a famous strip club.
Her lips were curled into a smirk, manicured nails running down Lorenzo's chest as she whispered, "Tell me, Lorenzo, when are we going to remove her from your life? I want to be the one raising your child, not her."
He chuckled, his hands gripping her waist. "Soon, baby, soon."
She hummed in amusement. "I want you to keep making her lose them until she's unable to conceive anymore," She said, her voice dripping with pleasure as she swirled the wine glass in her hand. "I want her to suffer so much that she can't stand to look at herself in the mirror. It will make me happy."