My mafia boss husband called to say he was spending the night drinking with old classmates.

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Chapter 8

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One of the elder captains, an old man named Donato who had known Salvatore since childhood, leaned forward. His voice was gravelly and heavy with disappointment. "Is this true, Vincent? You brought your side piece into the family house while your wife was running the household?"

"Donato, stay out of this!" Vincent snapped, though his voice lacked conviction.

"No, Donato, stay in it," I said, gesturing to Michael, who stepped through the doorway holding a thick red leather folder.

Michael set the folder squarely in front of Salvatore Moretti.

"What is this?" Salvatore asked, his voice barely a rasp.

"The separation agreement," I said. "Along with the complete dissolution of the 1978 Bennett-Moretti Alliance."

The entire room went dead silent. The captains exchanged frantic, bewildered glances.

"You can't dissolve the alliance," Salvatore whispered, his hands hovering over the folder. "If the Bennett trust pulls its equity, we lose our corporate shields. Every tax fraud case the federal government has shelved for twenty years will be reactivated within thirty days."

"Then I suggest your accountants start working overtime," I replied.

"Claire, wait!" Vincent rushed around the table, reaching out to grab both of my hands. His eyes were wide, bloodshot, and filled with genuine, frantic terror. "You can't do this to my family! We’re your family! If you destroy my father, you destroy me! We can fix this! We’ll go to marriage counseling. I’ll never speak to Sophia again—I’ll send her to Florida tonight! I swear on my mother’s life, Claire, I love you!"

I looked down at his hands clutching mine.

Three years ago, those same hands had slipped a four-carat platinum diamond onto my finger, promising to protect me from the world. Today, they were trembling like leaves, desperate to save a bank account, a reputation, and an empire he hadn't earned.

"You don't love me, Vincent," I said softly, looking straight into his eyes. "You love the convenience of me. You love the respectability my name gave your blood-soaked money. You loved having a loyal dog waiting at home while you hunted in the streets."

I pulled my hands away from his grasp.

"Sign the papers, Salvatore."

Salvatore didn't move. "Claire... think of what you're doing. If you walk this path, there is no coming back. We become strangers. Or worse."

"Or worse?" I tilted my head, letting a cold, humorless smile curve my lips. "Are you threatening me, Salvatore? In front of your captains? Let me remind you of something."

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