The Don's Forgotten Bride
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Three years ago, I married Rex Cavano—New York's most dangerous mafia don—for this face. Not for love. Because I looked like his stepsister Isabella, the woman his family tore from him and sent to Rome.
I thought time would make him forget her. Until three months ago, when she came home a widow, and I finally understood: a substitute is always just a substitute. When the original returns, the fake gets thrown away.
So I made a decision.
I tricked him into signing divorce papers and accepted a job in a war zone in Colombia.
I'm leaving. Taking our child with me—a secret he'll never know—disappearing from his world forever.
I thought time would make him forget her. Until three months ago, when she came home a widow, and I finally understood: a substitute is always just a substitute. When the original returns, the fake gets thrown away.
So I made a decision.
I tricked him into signing divorce papers and accepted a job in a war zone in Colombia.
I'm leaving. Taking our child with me—a secret he'll never know—disappearing from his world forever.
















































