PART 2: On the night I married the most feared man on Philadelphia’s waterfront, Simon Wexler walked into our bedroom believing there was one thing about his new bride he would never have to question: my innocence.
The stranger nodded. “Every dollar disappears.” Twenty-four hours later, I stood inside Simon Wexler’s waterfront mansion wearing a wedding dress someone else had chosen. The ceremony lasted eleven minutes. Simon …
PART 2: On the night I married the most feared man on Philadelphia’s waterfront, Simon Wexler walked into our bedroom believing there was one thing about his new bride he would never have to question: my innocence. Read More