No Redemption from Your Dead Wife, Godfather

Upon hearing the news of my death, my mafia ex-husband, Casper Leone, kneels before my grave and grieves for three days and nights. Six months later, I become the most esteemed VIP guest in the pleasure district's male escort bar. Sipping on champagne while caressing the hunks' eight-packs, I smile wildly without a care in the world. Suddenly, a surprised cry rings out from the crowd, and I look up to meet Casper's gaze. His shocked expression turns chilly, and finally, his eyes redden.