The Pregnancy I Faked, His Empire I’ll Break

I woke up from a nightmare, and I was back. Back in the year the Falcone family went to war with the Morozovs for the shipping lanes.

I was the Donna of the Falcone family. The woman they all envied. And the first thing I did?

I got rid of the baby in my belly. My husband's child. Don Enzo's.

Because in my last life, on the day I gave birth, Enzo held up a baby with blue eyes. His own eyes were blazing. "How dare you sleep with a Morozov," he snarled, "and birth their blue-eyed bastard!"

The family sentenced me to death. They threw me in a cell.