Best Friends, Carbone Brides, Perfect Revenge
My best friend, Bianca, and I both married into New York's most formidable Mafia family—the Carbones.
She was the golden canary caged in the manor by the Don’s eldest son, Marco, while I was merely the replacement for Seraphina, the woman his younger brother, Nico, truly loved.
The twist? They both loved the same woman.
The talk of New York high society was us—two nobodies, handpicked by the Carbone heirs and thrust into a life of luxury.
But our gilded lives lasted only three years. The moment their one true love, Seraphina Velasquez, returned, it all came crashing down.
"First, I get my hands on a drug that'll make me look dead. Then, you drive me off a cliff and into the sea," my best friend, Bianca, whispered.
I nodded. Together, we planned our daring escape from New York.
When the woman they could never forget, Seraphina, arrived to reveal our ruse, the ever-composed Marco shocked everyone by pulling Bianca into a desperate embrace.
And the cold, ruthless Nico imprisoned me in his penthouse, keeping me by his side day and night.
What they didn't know was that this was all part of an elaborate revenge plot we'd been hatching for three years.