The Mafia Lord's Big Mistake

My stomach has been throbbing since I lost the baby, so I curled up on the couch.

“I just received a call, we're being attacked at the warehouse. I need to go and defend my gang." Damon said as he stood up from the couch.

I glanced at him, feeling worry gnaw at my gut, but then I remembered how he and Bonnie posted about their relationship on Instagram. It was whenever he said that they were attacked or that he had Mafia business to attend to.

Was he telling me the truth or was he going to Bonnie?

“When will you be back?" I asked him.

He sighed as he ran a hand through his dark hair, "Tomorrow.”

“Alright, be safe." I muttered as I gave him a stiff nod.

He looked relieved that I believed him, and he leaned down to caress my cheek.

A smile touched his lips as he murmured, “Don’t worry about me, babe. I'll be fine, and I'll come back as soon as I can. I know that I've wronged you with my disappearing act, but I promise you that I'll make it up to you.”

I didn't feel the giddiness that I usually felt whenever he touched me, so I gave him a tight smile.

He pulled away and made his way out of the living room.

I knew that he couldn't make it up to me. He would always promise to do so, but he never did.

I have had enough and I'm bringing an end to this God forsaken marriage.

***

Damon didn't come back home even after two days.

On the second day, I was eating macaroni and cheese for lunch when my phone beeped.

I checked it to see that it was a text from Damon's underboss, Carlos.

I opened it and read it aloud, “Can you tell Boss to call me? He hasn't been in the warehouse for two days now and we need funding for more of the drugs that we're selling, but he's not picking up my calls.”

So he had lied?

I scoffed and typed a reply to Carlos, [He hasn't been home for the past two days. He told me that you were attacked and that he needs to go there to defend the gang.]

As soon as I sent it, another message came through.

[Forget I said anything. Just tell him to call me or come down to the warehouse when he comes home.]

I typed a reply, [Okay.]

Suddenly, my phone started ringing and I saw that it was my best friend, Bailey.

I smiled as I answered the call, “Hey, how are you?”

“Not so good since I just saw Damon with Bonnie.” She muttered, sounding sympathetic.

“He's with Bonnie?” I asked in disbelief.

“Yes, I went to confront him, and he said that Bonnie is here to visit him, so he has to entertain her.” She answered me.

I ran a hand through my dark hair as I asked, “Did you tell him that you're going to tell me?”

She sighed as she replied, “No, but he asked me not to tell you. He said that she arrived two days ago and that he told you that he's going to the warehouse so that you won't be mad.”

“I'm leaving him anyway, so I don't care.” I muttered as I tried to believe what I was saying.

“It's about damn time! He doesn't deserve you.” She replied, sounding relieved.

I was relieved too. I have to get out of this toxic relationship.

“I'll call him now.” I said as I thought about what I would say.

“That's a good idea. Talk to you later.” She replied and hung up.

I dialed Damon's number, but he didn't pick up. I called threw more times, but it was the same thing.

A text came through and I saw that it was from him, [What do you want, Katie? I'm busy.]

I typed my reply, [You haven't returned and it's been two days.]

It took him a minute to reply, [Damon can't text you when he's with me.]

I felt a bit confused before I realized that it was Bonnie that texted me.

Before I could reply, another message came through, [The previous text is a mistake, so just ignore it.]

I shook my head in disbelief as I typed, [When are you coming home?]

His reply came through instantly, [I still have Mafia business to attend to at the warehouse, so I don't know when I'll be coming back.]

My heart broke at his reply and tears filled my eyes. Before I could blink back the tears, they started running down my cheeks.

A sob left my lips as I stared at the text. I kept sobbing for almost half an hour before I could finally get myself together.

I let out a shaky breath as I wiped my tears away.

Damon never let me touch his phone, yet he let Bonnie reply to me. It was like he wanted to break me, but I wasn't going to let that happen.

“I'm a strong woman.” I muttered to myself.

I didn't feel like the wife, I felt like the other woman while Bonnie acted as the wife.

I texted Bailey to send me the address of the shopping mall and she sent it.

I was going to go there and catch him in the act.

Ten minutes later, I was standing behind a wall of toiletries at the shopping mall as I spied on my husband and his childhood sweetheart.

He was holding her handbag and a bag of items in one hand while he pushed the shopping cart with his other hand.

She wasn't holding anything.

He never goes shopping with me and he never holds my handbag for me.

They paused and seemed to be talking. He raised one hand and brushed her hair out of her face as he stared into her eyes.

She stared back into his eyes and gave him a coy smile.

He pressed his lips against hers and I gasped as the pain in my heart overwhelmed me.

I wanted to confront them, but I felt stuck. I couldn't move or tear my eyes away from them.

More tears dripped down my cheeks as I watched them pull away and walk over to the cashier to pay for what they bought.

I couldn't stop staring at them until they walked out of the shopping mall.

My knees felt weak and I staggered, but I caught myself.

“I’ll leave you two to be together.”