The Don Flirted with His Man's Wife, I Left Him

Summary

I stood by Carlos Mancini for 50 years.

I watched him rise from a nobody on the streets of Sicily to the cold-blooded Don of a Mafia empire.

I thought we were soulmates who could never be pulled apart.

I believed that until the day he lay dying. I leaned over his bed, sobbing my heart out.

But his cloudy, unfocused eyes looked straight through me, fixed on something far away.

He murmured, "Nina, in the next life, we can finally be together..."

In that moment, I felt as if I'd been struck by lightning.

Nina Russo was the widow of one of Carlos's fallen men.