After Six Years of Marriage, I Divorced My Mafia Husband

The day I discovered I was pregnant again, a fragile ember of hope flickered to life in my chest. Perhaps this time, fate would show mercy. Perhaps this child would survive.

I went to find my husband, Don Salvatore Pini, to share the news.

Instead, I found myself frozen in the shadows of his study, listening to words that would shatter everything I thought I knew.

"Bianca remains oblivious," Salvatore said, his voice carrying the casual indifference of a man discussing livestock inventory. "She believes the miscarriages were tragic accidents—acts of God.