I Handed His Mafia Throne to His Brother

In my previous life, I stormed my husband's yacht, dragged him to the hospital, and put the Don's ring on his finger. He became the most powerful mafia boss in the city. In return, he called me a heartless bitch, had my feet set in concrete, and threw me off the Brooklyn Bridge. When I opened my eyes, I was back at the hospital, the family lawyer urging me to call him. On Instagram, he posted: "Even if the sky falls, I won't leave your side tonight." I liked his post. Then I texted his exiled brother: "Wanna make a deal, future Don?"