I Married a Mob Boss

I thought waking up hungover with no recollection of the previous twenty-four hours would be the worst thing I'd encounter during my whirlwind trip to Vegas.

It wasn't... not even close.

Not only did I wake up in a strange room with a platinum band wrapped around my finger, I witnessed something no woman should ever see: a gruesome murder. If that wasn't unscrupulous enough, the unspeakable act was done by my husband: the stranger I married.

With freshly signed alimony papers and a guilt-riddl...