Married to the Mafia: A Wife's Deadly Reckoning

"On our tenth wedding anniversary, I was trapped in a cabin with my daughter, Sofia Costello, as floodwaters raged outside. With shaking hands, I used the emergency satellite phone to call my mafia husband, Henson Costello, and begged for help.I dialed more than 90 times before the call finally went through, yet all I heard was the breathy moans of his first love, Angelina Rossi, on the other end."Henson...slower..."Before I could even process the shock of his betrayal, I heard a conversation that sent me straight into hell."That kid was dead weight anyway. Trading him for control of Pier 9 was the best deal the family ever made."It seemed that Leo Costello, my son, who had supposedly drowned at the beach five years ago, had not died in an accident after all. Henson had used him as part of a business deal.All this time, I had been drowning in guilt for taking him to that beach, blaming myself for the tragedy. I never knew the truth was this cruel.Tears streamed down my face as my body shook uncontrollably. After ten years of marriage, I finally realized I had never truly known the man I loved and sacrificed everything for.I picked up my phone again and dialed Vincenzo Moretti's number."Vince, I'll marry you. But you have to help me destroy the Costello family from power."After a brief silence, his voice came through the line. "Aurelia Astor, I've been waiting ten years to hear you say that.""