I tried to seduce Jacob three times, and still didn't get him into bed. The third time I seduced him, I took advantage of his drunkenness and climbed onto his bed. I was wearing a lace nightgown, the suggestive details faintly visible, and even without lifting the hem, everything underneath was on full display. I thought this time would surely succeed--just as I leaned over Jacob's body, he threw me onto the floor, staggered up drunk, and put his clothes back on. "Vanessa, how shameless you are. Don't blame me for not respecting your mother's feelings." He swayed out of the room and went downstairs to find someone else. I knew exactly who he was going to--the one person he could truly surrender himself to. And that person was Vivian, his deceased brother James's wife, now a widow. Listening to the woman's ambiguous moans and pleading cries from downstairs, my heart turned to ashes. The next morning, Vivian walked out leaning against the wall, her neck covered in marks. She shot me a glance--smug and defiant. So I kept my promise and gave up on Jacob, that prized catch. I lowered my head and went to find my mother. "Mom, I lost. I promised you I wouldn't go after Jacob again.

 Furious about Jacob choosing his brother's widow over Vanessa's genuine love? If the sickening betrayal and humiliation in When the Stars Forgive Me made your blood boil, just wait until you witness the ultimate family betrayal in the mafia underworld.

What happens when a ruthless Don chooses a manipulative "fake family" over his innocent wife? He destroys their marriage. But when the wife finally stops crying, gives up, and walks away... a vengeful queen is born from the ashes. It's time to make the cheating bastards pay.

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