My Husband Claimed He Was Allergic to Women,Until I Saw Him With His Mistress

Everyone in the Family knew that my husband, Don Lorenzo Falcone, had been born allergic to women. Me included.

On the day we swore our blood oath, blushing, I leaned in to kiss the corner of his mouth. He kicked me off the bed.

Lorenzo went white, retching until he couldn't stop, and that same night he moved into the study where he kept the Family's ledgers.

Five years bound under Omertà, and we had never once shared a bed.

I moved through his world like a contagion, keeping six feet of distance from him wherever we went, past the soldiers who lowered their eyes when I passed.