He Planned a Fake Wedding, So I Took Our Son and Vanished

This year over the Christmas truce, my husband did something he'd never done before. He told me to step back from the Family's business, and arranged me a seven-day passage through Scandinavia.

I thought the Don had finally learned to care. Then I overheard him talking to our son.

"Papa, if you and Aunt Vivian get married, what happens to Mama?"

Marco Falcone's voice was small, uncertain.

"It's only a sham. A union on paper, nothing more."

Lorenzo Falcone gave a soft little laugh. "Be a good boy, Marco. Keep it between us.