Her Pretty Little Revenge

In my past, I encountered many snakes—people who slithered into my life during my most vulnerable moments, striking with ruthless precision.

But I have emerged stronger.
I believe in the moon, in my dreamcatcher, and in the concept of karma.
How could I not? I am Fawn Butcher. Once an orphan, I am now the wife of the Don of the Cosa Nostra, the young mother to his children, and the air he breathes.
So when my snakes reappear, I turn my gaze to the moon and trust in karma.
Yet, my husband isn’t a spiritual man.

As his lips brush my ear and his dark, unwavering words resonate within me, I am reminded that while he may not be the villain of my story, he is certainly a villain. “Even karma needs a little push, sweet girl.”