What it is about
The day we were supposed to announce the heir to the Mafia empire was the day I lost my baby.
As I lay bleeding, my husband, Tavio, called me useless.
Hours later, I overheard the truth.
"Tell her she's barren. If she thinks she can't give me an heir, she'll hand over her inheritance."
But the betrayal didn't end there.
When I returned home, I heard my best friend's voice.
"You killed her child so our son could inherit everything."
My baby wasn't lost.
My baby was murdered.
They think they've stolen my empire.
They think they've broken me.
