After My Divorce, I Became the Mafia Don’s Wife

On the day I signed the divorce papers, I was ordered to leave with nothing.

When I walked out of the Crane estate, I had twenty-six dollars in my wallet and nowhere safe to go. My phone was nearly dead when a message from an old classmate appeared on the screen, linking to a discreet placement notice.

【Seeking a live-in maternal figure for three children. Room, board, salary, and protection provided.】

I stopped at the word protection.

A roof, a meal, and a place the Cranes could not reach me were already more than I had that night.