The Mafia Queen’s Revenge – On the day of my prenatal checkup, I discovered that my mafia husband, Luca Moretti, had arranged for me to be admitted for post-abortion recovery instead of maternity care. I had been about to laugh at him for messing it up. But he spoke first, calm as ever, ”It wasn’t a mistake. There’s something I need to tell you.” ”I’ve been keeping a college girl on the side. She’s kind, she never asked for a title, and she’s never tried to steal your place in this family.” ”But now she’s pregnant. I’ve already made her suffer enough. I won’t let her child suffer too. I need to give that baby my name.” I froze on the ultrasound table. My voice shook so badly I could barely get the words out.
”You want to divorce me and then marry her?” As he wiped the gel off my stomach, he smiled. ”What are you talking about? When I married you, I told you you’d be my only wife for life.” ”Besides, your parents are dead. If we divorced, where would you even go?” ”I just want you to adopt Vivian Clark’s baby. And I’m ending your pregnancy because I don’t want you favoring your own child later and refusing to be good to mine and Vivian’s.” His expression never changed as he handed me the consent form for the surgery. ”Be sweet. You’ll always be my Donna. No one will ever outrank you.” I looked at him for a long moment. Then I turned and walked unsteadily toward the operating room. ”No need. Luca, I hope you never regret the choice you made today.” What he didn’t know was that in this world, I was the only woman who could ever bear him a child. … I woke up three days later. The first thing I heard was a man’s anxious voice. ”Don, this was far too risky.
You didn’t just force her to terminate an eight-month pregnancy. You also insisted on removing her uterus at the same time. Donna almost bled out. We nearly lost her.” Luca’s voice came, careless and indifferent. ”I promised Vivian that I’d only ever have one child in this life, and it would be hers.” ”The safest way was to make sure Rita Conti could never have another one.” His gaze swept over and landed on my eyes. There was not a trace of panic on his face. He only reached over and tucked the blanket around me, sounding almost helpless. ”So you heard. There was no other way. Vivian said the only way the adoption could go through was if the wife was physically unable to have children.” ”Since you were already terminating the pregnancy, I figured we might as well take care of it all in one surgery.” Seeing tears at the corners of my eyes, he gently wiped them away.
There was even a teasing note in his voice. ”I didn’t expect removing a uterus during pregnancy to cause bleeding that bad. Good thing the top OB-GYNs I hired for Vivian were all waiting here at the hospital.” ”You got lucky because of her too. Thanks to Vivian, you lived.” My whole body shook as I forced myself upright and swung at his face. My chest hurt so badly it felt like it was being ripped open. ”You’re a bastard, Luca.” But I was too weak, and my hand only barely brushed his cheek, not even leaving a mark. A petite figure suddenly rushed over with a scream and slapped me hard across the face. I fell back onto the bed. My oxygen mask slipped loose, and I gasped in a humiliating panic.
When I looked up, I saw a young girl with tears in her eyes standing in front of Luca. She shouted at me, ”What right do you have to hit him?” ”Do you even know he spent three full days outside the ICU waiting for you? If I hadn’t brought him meals every day, he would’ve collapsed.” ”The man I care about this much isn’t your emotional punching bag.” I didn’t miss the flash of tenderness in Luca’s eyes. It was the same look I had seen before. It was the look he gave me when I drank in his place until I got alcohol poisoning and miscarried our first child.
It was the look he gave me when debt collectors threatened to chop off his hand, and I knelt on the ground sobbing until my forehead bled, pawning the only keepsake my mother had left me just to buy him one more chance at life. I had done so much for him. And in the end, I still meant less to him than a single tear from the new woman.