Abandon Me Once and It's Goodbye Forever

Don Ettore Vitale's lover, Viola Serra, and I are abducted at the same time.

When it's time for Ettore to make his choice, he doesn't hesitate to choose Viola despite always doting on me all the time.

"Larissa, Viola can't take this. She's too fragile. Once this is over, I'll definitely make it up to you."

"If you choose her, I'll hate you forever!"

He remains silent for a moment before whisking Viola away in his arms.

I just keep laughing till tears spill down my cheeks.

Some time later, I nestle into Ettore's arch-nemesis, Vittorio Romano's arms while smiling at the former. But he keeps begging me to return to him like an absolute lunatic.

I never dreamed that after seven years of marriage to Ettore Vitale, this would be how it ended.

That day, his mistress and I were both abducted by his sworn enemy.

"Don Vitale, your wife or your lover. You can only choose one!"

Viola Serra and I dangled from a crane at an abandoned dock, turbulent seawater churning beneath us. Veins bulged at Ettore's temples, his dark eyes burning with fury and hesitation.

"My people don't get left behind. I'm taking both of them!"

"Then, you'd better prepare two body bags!" The leader of the gang twirled his Browning pistol before pressing the muzzle against my temple, his voice vicious and mocking.

"Stop wasting my time. Three, two…"

"I choose Viola!"

Ettore's voice was cold as ice, but urgency bled through his words. My eyes went wide with terror, my mind going completely blank. Ettore looked at me, and for just a moment, guilt flickered in his gaze.

"Viola's fragile, and she's carrying my child. Nothing can happen to her." He paused, his jaw tight. "I'll send someone for you. I'll make this right when you get back."

The words hit me like a thunderbolt. My mouth opened, but nothing came out. Tears blurred my vision, but I started laughing anyway, wild and unhinged.

Ettore frowned, concern crossing his face as he glanced at me. The next second, he turned and walked away with Viola cradled in his arms.

I couldn't stop laughing, nearly crying myself dry before I finally calmed down. The irony wasn't lost on me. The man who once swore eternal vows to me could turn around and abandon me without a second thought for another woman.

Why her?

Ettore and I had been married for seven years. It was an arrangement, but we got along well. Our relationship was solid, or so I thought, until six months ago when Viola appeared.

She was pure and innocent, sweet and charming, stealing Ettore's attention effortlessly. Everything he used to give me, she took. I confronted him once and asked him why.

He looked me dead in the eye and told me it meant nothing, that she was just a distraction. I would always be his Donna.

But now, I was the one being thrown away.

The gang leader lifted my chin with