My Mafia Husband Threw Me to the Wolves and Left Me One Bullet

Synopsis

The spent casing from the shot that saved my husband's life hung around his mistress's throat. "Where did you get that?" I asked. "Nolan gave it to me." Fourteen years ago, Nolan had pressed that casing into my palm. You gave me the rest of my life, he'd said. Now Camille sat beside him, pregnant. Nolan opened his revolver. Five rounds landed on the table. One stayed in the gun. "Take her to the wolves," he told his men. He slid the revolver toward me. "One round," Nolan said. He pressed two fingers to his temple, his thumb raised. "Use it before they reach you." Fourteen years ago, I had used one bullet to save his life. Tonight, he handed me one bullet to kill myself before the wolves reached me.