His Ruin, Her Coronation
For five years, I was the secret lover and chief advisor to New York Mafia Don, Julian Thorne. I thought our love could transcend all rules.
Then, I found out I was pregnant. Overjoyed, I planned to tell him the news, hoping we could finally build a real family.
But when I tried to surprise him through the security monitor, I saw him kissing another woman, Isabella.
"I've waited ten years for the woman I'm destined for, but she never came," he growled. "Isabella. You will be my wife. My only wife."
Her answering moan shattered my soul.
The pain of his betrayal was so intense, a sharp, stabbing cramp tore through my abdomen.
Then, blood.
I lost our baby.
When I woke up in the hospital, I dialed an encrypted number I hadn't called in five years.
"Ronan," I choked out, my voice raw. "That marriage contract… with Cassian Valerius, the Chairman of the Council? I'll sign it."