After Her Dad Who Was A Secret Mafia Boss Died — Husband Divorced Pregnant Wife To Marry Mistress

After Her Dad Who Was A Secret Mafia Boss Died — Husband Divorced Pregnant Wife To Marry Mistress

Daddy, please don't leave me. Not today. Not like this. Those were the last words Scarlett Hayes sobbed into her father's chest as he took his final breath in that cold hospital room, her tangled red-brown hair falling across his pale face, her green eyes swollen from forty-eight hours without sleep. But she couldn't believe her eyes when barely twenty-four hours after her father's death, twenty-four hours after she buried the only person who ever truly loved her, her husband Derek was standing at the courthouse signing a marriage license with his mistress Jessica Blake, the woman with the platinum blonde hair and cold grey eyes who had whispered "Finally, the old man is gone" when her father's heart monitor flatlined. Scarlett stood there seven months pregnant with a baby who would never meet her grandfather, clutching her father's worn janitor jacket that still smelled like Irish Spring soap and coffee and love, watching through tears as her golden-haired husband in his expensive grey suit married his mistress while the grave dirt from placing yellow roses on her father's casket that very morning was still caked beneath her fingernails. But what shattered Scarlett's heart into pieces so small she could barely breathe wasn't just watching her husband marry his mistress twenty-four hours after her father's death. It was the envelope trembling in her hands. The envelope her dying father had pressed into her palm with his last ounce of strength, his once-sharp green eyes now clouded but still fierce, whispering "My darling girl, when I'm gone, open this and remember, you are never alone, you are never poor, you are never powerless, I made sure of that." What Derek didn't know as he kissed his mistress's lips instead of comforting his pregnant grieving wife. What Jessica didn't know as she smiled in triumph over the broken woman still wearing funeral black with a scar on her arm from when Derek pushed her through a glass door. Was that Scarlett's father, the humble janitor who mopped floors at PS 234 Brooklyn for thirty years, who worked Christmas shifts so Scarlett could have presents, who ate ramen noodles for dinner so his daughter could have dance lessons, wasn't just a janitor. He was William "The Ghost" Moreno, the most legendary cleaner in the criminal underworld, who had made bodies disappear and evidence vanish for the most powerful mafia families in America, who had walked away from that life twenty years ago to raise his daughter in peace, who had invested his "service fees" into a fortune worth three billion dollars, all protected in an irrevocable trust that Derek could never touch. And there was something else Derek didn't know.

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