April's Last Fool — The Divorce Bet

Everyone held their glasses and looked at Luciano with knowing smiles on their lips. Some swirled the whiskey in their glasses, others leaned back in their chairs and their arms. No one spoke, but everyone's eyes were saying the same thing.

Are you taking the bet or not? Five years. Luciano had married me against the old Don's opposition, instead of marrying the daughter of the Russo family.

A political marriage meant to strengthen the alliance between the two great I choose my own woman. This had always been his biggest weakness in front of the family. No one said it aloud, but everyone was waiting for him to correct the mistake.

And Selefina had been waiting five years for this day. In front of these people, he was the heir of the Moretti family, the future Don. Every word he spoke was a promise, and every bet he made had to be honored. backing down would be admitting defeat in public and who would ever follow an

heir who admitted defeat in public what's there to be afraid of wait for me he stood up walked over grabbed my arm and dragged me out into the hallway Hazel the people inside are all family give me some face this is just an April Fool's bet cooperate with me and get the divorce done first tomorrow morning

will remarry i took the bet in front of so many people how do you expect me to back out