Mafia Books for Women
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Deceived Into Marriage By The Mafia King
Melinda Davids is a double orphan who lives with her grandmother. However, she is the most hated person in the family. Her siblings hates her because their grandmother told them that her mother was the reason of their parents' failed marriage. Her grandmother hates her because she is the granddaughter of her old nemesis. Leonardo Valentino is the beloved son of Grandma Valentino. He is now the Mafia Don. He is a cold, ruthless killer and everyone is afraid of him. He may be strong in the outside but he is broken in the inside. He hates women because his mother abandoned him the minute he was born. He was thrown at his grandmother's gate the moment he was born. His father hated him because he lost his beloved sweetheart on that fateful day. Unfortunately since his mom was a one night stand and nobody saw her when she placed him next to the gates. The guards were inside and only heard the sound of a baby crying, nobody saw the woman. His father usually sleeps with different women every time he goes to a club, he couldn't remember who he impregnated. That's the reason why his fiancée left him. DNA test was made and indeed this was his grandson which made Grandma Valentino very excited. He did not care about the fact that her son did not want this baby. So she decided to raise him like his own. She decided to teach him the business so that she can hand over everything to him. Even though his grandmother took care of him very well, which he is grateful for that but he was still broken. If there is one thing her did not want in his life, is having a woman by his side. Leonardo's and Melinda's grandmothers both made an arranged marriage for their grandchildren. Unfortunately Melinda's grandparents and mother died when she was very young which resulted in her being raised by her father's family. Grandma Valentino did not know how to execute the contract they both signed with her friend until she decided that she will hand over everything if her grandson Marries Melinda. Leonardo is very angry at his grandmother's condition especially because he hates women, in fact he wants no relationship with anyone. Melinda does not believe in marriage but the whippings she gets from her grandmother from time to time makes her pray for marriage. Melinda thinks she is signing an employment contract when at the actual fact she was signing a marriage contract with the devil. She is now the legal wife of a Mafia Don without her being fully aware of it until she discovers it at a dinner party. She does not object of it because she want anything that can make her get away from her grandmother. However, one is an ordinary girl and the other one is a mafia don. They both do not believe in marriage. Will they give this marriage a chance just as their grandmothers wished? Or they will decide to end it?/1/114456/coverorgin.jpg?v=fda875dee16879cf8abd69e56fedd57c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Carved From My Body, His Regret
My eyes struggled open, but a heavy weight held them shut. I was paralyzed, trapped in a cold hospital room, the rhythmic beep of a heart monitor a cruel reminder of my mother's death. I, Elena Vitiello, who controlled everything, was now helpless, reduced to a slab of meat. Then I heard his footsteps. Dante. My husband, my anchor. But his voice was chillingly devoid of warmth as he ordered, "Do not increase the dosage. I will not risk damaging the organ's viability." The organ. My mind went blank, ice filling my veins. Trapped and unable to move, I realized Dante saw me only as a "political placeholder," never loving me. He was having my kidney removed, carved from my body like livestock, to save his mistress, Sofia-the woman whose messes I'd cleaned for ten years. His hand, usually my comfort, smeared away my tear with sheer disgust. The scalpel tore into my flesh, a blinding, white-hot agony. Every tug and pull hollowed me out, stripping away my potential, my love, my future. How could the man I bled for reduce me to a mere object, a spare part for his true love? The sheer insult of it fueled a volcanic rage. As my kidney was lifted out, the final illusion of our marriage shattered completely. My fear dissolved, replaced by a chilling, absolute calm. The darkness that embraced me was not defeat, but the coiling silence of a viper preparing to strike. This kidney was not a sacrifice. It was the down payment for Dante Moretti's life./0/70341/coverorgin.jpg?v=dcb697786c254b59cb11e602c0650146&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Pregnant Bride
"It won't be a straight death from where you're standing." I blink, turning around. "What?" But he doesn't give me a reply. At least not yet. Instead, he takes hold of my arms in his large, gloved hands, and pulls me to him so that we are standing toe to toe. "What are you doing?" I whisper. This new position has brought us closer. So close that if I stand on my toes, and he dips his head down a bit, I'd probably have the best kiss... "If you fall from here, the possibility of you dying immediately is 98% at the very least," He begins as I stare at him with my mouth slightly agape. "Falling from where you stood before is about 35% lesser. You'd die eventually, maybe after a night or two of trying to revive your shattered bones, but not immediately." Having made his point, he steps back from me and climbs down the somewhat elevated platform. "Did you just make way for me to kill myself?" I murmur, feeling like I'm losing my mind all over again. What kind of a man is this? *** Sonia's life is going great one minute and then takes a spin for the worse when she is betrayed, gets pregnant and worse, is told that she will be getting married to Italian mafia heir, Anthony Romero, who doesn't mind raising another man's child. She abhors the idea, but having also recently been disowned by her father, she has no choice but to accept the marriage proposal if she wants protection for herself and her child. But she has questions. Why would a sane man from her world want to raise a child that isn't his? Surely they're ulterior motives in play. *** Anthony Romano gave up on love a very long time ago and swore never to let another woman in. Then in comes this one woman he calls 'wife', breaking down walls he spent years building. But he's not about to let some flimsy feelings get in the way of his one need./0/97874/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1732d1c9ccfc5d8cb63a63faa9a23da&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia Princess's Fall, Cartel Queen's Rise
The man I was about to marry was going to kill my father. I just didn't know it yet. I thought my wedding to the ruthless Don, Dante De Luca, was a love match that would finally bring peace between our warring families. But at the altar, instead of a ring, he revealed our engagement was a lie. It was a long con to avenge his aunt—my own mother—whom my senator father had secretly murdered. Then he shot my father dead in front of me. I was wounded trying to stop him and woke up his prisoner. The man I loved told me our entire relationship was just "business." He abandoned me to his new partner, a woman named Isabella, who made it clear I was nothing more than a loose end. He cut off all contact, erasing me completely, leaving me alone as the tainted daughter of a dead drug lord they called 'The Scorpion.' My whole life was a lie. My mother had been a spy for the enemy family she married into. My father was a monster. And Dante, my fiancé—my own cousin—had meticulously used my love to destroy everything I had ever known. So I let Alessia Gallo die. I disappeared and became Alma, a ghost in the cartel underworld, determined to finish the mission my mother started. Years later, he walked into my cantina, a man on a mission. He didn't recognize the hardened woman I'd become, and this time, he was the one walking into my trap./0/90991/coverorgin.jpg?v=e5251a2d4923b49c6dc59a4aa5272acd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price Of Us (MM)
Bruises. That's all Louis has ever known. At twenty-seven, you'd think he'd have escaped the violent grip of his abusive father-but breaking free from the man who raised you, no matter how monstrous, is never simple. Life has never gone easy on Louis, and now, he carries a secret that'll finally get him killed by his father: his sexuality. He hides it, suffocates it, tries to erase it-but it never leaves him. All he needs is a savior. Someone to pull him from the dark hole he's sinking in. But hope has never been more than a cruel fantasy-and he's long since stopped believing in rescue. Then comes Elias Montgomery. The most feared and ruthless Don in the Midwest. Silent. Disciplined. Calculating. And utterly alone. No one dares cross Elias. He keeps his enemies close, and the traitors? Six feet under. Love has never been part of the equation, not after what happened the last time. So, what happens when, against all odds, Elias crosses paths with Louis? Will he bury the tension-and the dangerous spark between them-for the sake of his image and empire. Or will he risk it all for a boy who's known nothing but pain?/0/56575/coverorgin.jpg?v=4e149252a7178af8e2dcbcb541f9efd2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Inlove
Bang! Bang! Loud gunshots all around. I look around to find my son and my wife, they are missing, d*mn. "Daddy Zach!" I heard my son scream at their damn father. A long short story, I will explain it, but soon. "D*mn, baby come here to papa Rus!" I called the twins and they immediately came. "Where is your dad?" I'm nervous to ask here. They are crying. "Okay, shhhh papa Rus is here, don't cry baby." "Papa Rus, dada and papa Zach are missing.." cried one of the twins. "Okay, I'll find them okay?" He nodded while wiping away the tears. I really need to find them, especially my Sail. "Stay here and don't ever go out okay?" I kissed them both on the forehead before leaving. I never thought that one of our enemy's men would be able to shoot me, I was shot in the shoulder. I saw Sail on the side, he was sitting with his yellow hands covering his ears, I look at Zach who is fighting Helvet, our enemy. I first shot the gun at the person standing next to me, it hit him right. "Sail! Shhh let's go!" I tried to pull it but he didn't want to leave Zach. "No! Zach, Zach is here I won't leave him!" I sighed and carried him in a bridal style, it was struggling but I was strong, I lowered it to where the twins were hiding. "Please Rus, bring Zach back." I slowly nod even though feeling a heavy feeling inside my chest. He loves Zach. I went to the devil who was shooting a while ago. "Zach! Let's go!" I called here during the shooting, when he saw me he yelled at me angrily. "F*ck you left them?!" He responded angrily to me. "Sail wants me to go back with you so shut up!" I left there to go to Sail but then... Helvet... he was holding the twins while Sail was lying on his chin, Sail is dead... and my son in his tummy... my son.. yes Sail is pregnant with my child./1/114457/coverorgin.jpg?v=74ef6948ea88538179ce919750b3102b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: Taming The Ruthless Tycoon
Gemma expected the tearing agony of the bullet wound that had just ended her life. Instead, her trembling fingers met the cool, smooth friction of heavy silk. She stared into the mirror. Her face was flawless, completely devoid of the jagged scar that had marred her cheek for the last five years. It was exactly ten years ago. The day of her engagement party to the ruthless billionaire, Brion Hubbard. In her past life, her "best friend" Katelyn convinced her to run away with a scheming scumbag. Katelyn claimed Brion was a heartless tyrant who would ruin her. Gemma had foolishly believed those fake tears. That choice led to her family's bankruptcy, her brutal disfigurement, and ultimately, a fatal bomb explosion. The only person who tried to save her was Brion, his blood-soaked body shielding hers from the blast. She even realized too late that the strawberry cream cakes she always made for him were full of dairy. He wasn't leaving to cheat on her. He was locking himself in a medical bay, fighting fatal allergic shock, just to accept a tiny scrap of her affection. Gemma had been so incredibly blind. Why did she trust the venomous snakes who destroyed her, while hating the man who died for her? Hearing Katelyn frantically knocking on the dressing room door, urging her to run away again, a towering hatred surged through Gemma's veins. This time, she wasn't going to run. She was going to expose the traitors, take back her family's wealth, and claim the tyrant for herself./1/102099/coverorgin.jpg?v=03da5643046dd1765b6c4d839e968363&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Breaking The Mafia Lord's Golden Cage
I stood next to the most dangerous man in Chicago, smiling for the cameras while my phone vibrated against my leg. I was the perfect mafia wife—a well-dressed pet in a gilded cage. But the message on my screen shattered everything. It was a photo of my husband, Dante, with his assistant, Jade. She wasn't just straddling him; she was wearing the shark tooth bracelet—a sacred war trophy Dante swore was locked in our safe. He lied to my face when I asked about it. Then came the video. I watched as he told her I was "barren" and a "failing appliance" he planned to shelf once she gave him a son. After two years of trying for a baby, he was mocking my pain to his mistress. He thought I would just cry. He thought a black Amex card and a trip to Paris would buy my silence. He believed I was too weak to survive without his protection. He was wrong. I didn't just leave. I took his grandmother's wedding ring to a jeweler and made him melt it down with a blowtorch until it was nothing but an ugly lump of gold. Then, I sent his darkest secrets to the FBI. It was time for Elena Paletti to die./0/72376/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d519ff9c949aed36cc8f3c05c98ee67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Sweet Revenge Against The Mafia Boss
The Plan was simple "First I work my way into his empire, then I become one of his bodyguards-should be pretty easy considering I've been training for this moment my entire life. But to take him down, I'll need to access his hidden records. But the real question is how...?" ****************** Her Pregnant mother murdered in cold blood. Her father and twin brother burnt to ashes right before her eyes. Carrie's world is torn apart in a single night by none other than The Reaper- a notorious Mafia Boss who's very name conjures fear and death. Now a full blown assassin but working part-time as a nurse, and haunted by the memories of her past, Carrie is consumed by a single obsession: revenge. When fate hands her a twisted opportunity -Victor, the only son of the Reaper, brings in his fiancée for emergency surgery after a tragic accident-Carrie seizes her chance. She switches places with her, infiltrating Victor's household as his bride-to-be, intending to use him to get to his father and her main target, The Reaper. In this unlikely romance, Carrie must navigate through a dangerous web of lies, secrets, and her own internal conflict. What happens when her mission of vengeance clashes with a force she never saw coming-Love? ******************* "Ha! I knew you wouldn't have the guts to do it, even with the knife to my throat" "I'm a trained assassin who kills for a living. Only one thing stands between you and death" "And what is that?" "The love I have for your son"/0/81293/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c4b09ea99a1fa776641ca8dd9add339&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Angel Who Saved Him Twice
My name is Marcus Costello, heir to a New York crime family, and today I was meant to choose my future wife from a lineup of my elite bodyguards, the "Guardian Angels." My mother, the Donna, sat across from me with their photos, but my mind was miles away, trapped in a dim, dusty warehouse by the docks. I remembered the smell of stale water and fear, and the agonizing pain of my own blood. In my first life, I chose Seraphina "Sera" Rossi, my beautiful childhood crush, Angel One. When rivals kidnapped me, I called her, my wife, my top guard, but she dismissed me, too "busy" seeing Leo Maxwell, the man she truly loved. She left me to be tortured for hours before a bullet ended it. The last thing I remembered was a desperate cry: Winter "Winn" Hayes, Angel Ten, found me, fought like a demon, and died trying to shield my already broken body. Her loyalty was a stark contrast to Sera's unforgivable treachery. Now, I was blinking back to reality, realizing I was sent back in time, back before the betrayal, to the moment of choice. A wave of nausea hit me as I saw Sera's arrogant smile on the top photo. I pushed her photo aside, then another, and another, until my hand stopped on the last one, Winter Hayes, Winn. "This one," I said, my voice steady, laying her photo on the table. My mother was surprised, but this time, I wouldn't be a fool. I had a second chance, and this time, I would live./0/58297/coverorgin.jpg?v=47185754e20f5c429feeb24f1344bc27&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vengeance Embrace
In a world of shadows and secrets, Eisley, a deadly assassin, embarks on a perilous mission to eliminate Mr. Night, to save her ex-boyfriend in distress. Little did she know that her greatest weakness, an allergic reaction to roses, would lead her down a path she never anticipated. When faced with an overwhelming scent of roses, her failed attempt only leads to an unforeseen turn of events. Instead of meeting her demise, Mr. Night spares her life and claims her as his possession. Eisley grapples with the unexpected, torn between her trained instincts and an enigmatic captor who gradually unravels her defenses, capturing her heart in his own twisted way. As Eisley delves deeper into the enigma that is Mr. Night, she discovers a man of complexity, both dangerous and caring in his own peculiar manner. Their journey together transforms them into a formidable duo, feared and coveted by all. However, the challenges they face are immense, with enemies closing in from every direction, eager to dismantle their empire. Love becomes their guiding light in a world that conspires against them, and Eisley finds herself standing at a crossroads, torn between loyalty and an unanticipated love. Amidst a backdrop of romance, suspense, and intrigue, their entwined destinies unfold in a high-stakes battle for survival. Eisley must rely on her lethal skills and the depths of her heart to navigate a treacherous path filled with peril and uncertainty. Will she remain true to her original mission or surrender to the alluring power of love? Brace yourself for a captivating tale that will keep you enthralled until the final page, where danger and desire collide in an unforgettable climax./0/70030/coverorgin.jpg?v=eb3bd25d62ff487304ba538962f81792&imageMogr2/format/webp)
UNDER THE DON'S COMMAND
His hand shot out, gripping her chin tighter, forcing her to meet his eyes "listen carefully and make sure this words stick in your head" "You belong to me, I own you. No matter how far you run.. i will find you and then the next time you try to escape, I will make sure you are in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. Do you understand?" Rosa's body shook as his words sank in, each one a cold sharp blade, she nodded unable to form words. ____________ Sold to Italy's most feared mafia don to repay her father's debt, Rosa's life becomes a prison. Her only way out? Escape - even if it means running while eight months pregnant. But one wrong move leads to betrayal, a bullet, and her disappearance. Years later, Rosa reemerges as Jia -a new name, a new life, a loving husband, and twin children. She's finally free... or so she thinks. When fate brings her face to face with Silvio, the man she fled, Jia must hide the truth at all costs. But with each encounter, danger grows - and so does a forbidden attraction/1/100379/coverorgin.jpg?v=c68d4fe770d4cfc34b0ab04c234223d8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Chose The Mistress, I Took Everything
On the night of our fifth anniversary, I wasn't drinking champagne. I was standing in the shadows of my husband's study, clutching an encrypted drive I found taped behind our wedding photo. It contained the blueprints to a life Dante was building with another woman—Sofia Ricci, the daughter of our sworn enemy. He wasn't just cheating on me. He was using the Port Redevelopment project I had spent two years designing to launder the money he needed to run away with her. When I confronted him, Dante didn't beg for forgiveness. He looked at me with the cold indifference of a Capo and told me to fix my face for dinner. The humiliation didn't stop there. He forced me to share a car with his mistress while my ankle was swollen and throbbing from a fall. He fussed over Sofia’s "delicate" motion sickness while ignoring my pain completely. "Elena is sturdy," he dismissed. Sturdy. Like a mule. Like a table he owned. He even stripped me of my rank, handing my multi-million dollar operation to Sofia simply because she had a "vision" for glass walls. He thought I was just a compliant wife, a placeholder to keep his books clean while he played house with his true love. He forgot that while he was the muscle, I was the architect. So, at the Family Gala, wearing a backless revenge dress, I didn't just ask for a separation. I threw a glass of champagne in his face and announced to the entire underworld that the accounts were empty. I didn't just leave him. I took the encryption keys, the money, and his entire future with me./0/65650/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ce9913bb2bd129f33a1c04a0a7327b1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kidnapped by my ex's boss
Sarah felt content with her existence. She could overcome anything as long as her fiancé and boyfriend were by her side, even with the daily challenges. That's what she thought, until he abruptly stopped talking to her and left her with their ring and a message. Brokenhearted, she attempts to go on, but instead she gets kidnapped and taken into the arms of the incredibly attractive Dominic, the Mafia boss. When she discovers that the man she loved wasn't who she believed him to be, everything is turned upside down. "He informed me that he is employed in security," "No, cara-he was employed by me." With his henchman having abruptly defected with crucial information, Dominic Caruso kidnaps his fiancée and holds her as collateral and bait. He had no idea that she would turn out to be more fascinating and distracting than he had anticipated, nor that he would find himself drawn to her. As identities and realities are exposed, there is more to the maze of peril and secrets than first appears. Would Sarah make it through the chaos? Would Dominic be able to let her go when the time came?/1/100380/coverorgin.jpg?v=e25615fa9c8d204a9ed9199e8c02e5c3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Waitress Is Actually The Mafia Queen
I spent a year scrubbing floors in my fiancé’s club, hiding my identity as the daughter of the Capo dei Capi. I needed to know if Connor Bishop was a King worth merging empires with, or just a puppet. The answer came walking in wearing a neon pink dress. Jaden Juarez, a civilian he was infatuated with, didn't just treat me like a servant; she deliberately poured scalding espresso over my hand because I refused to be her valet. The pain was blinding, my skin blistering instantly. I video-called Connor, showing him the burn, expecting him to enforce the code of our world. Instead, seeing his investors watching, he panicked. He chose to sacrifice me to save face. "Get on your knees," he roared through the speaker. "Beg her pardon. Show her the respect she deserves." He wanted the daughter of the most dangerous man on the East Coast to kneel to his mistress. He thought he was showing strength. He didn't realize he was looking at a woman who could burn his entire world to ash with a single phone call. I didn't cry. I didn't beg. I simply hung up the phone and locked the kitchen doors. Then, I dialed the one number everyone in the underworld feared. "Dad," I said, my voice cold as steel. "Code Black. Bring the papers." "And send the wolves."/1/105386/coverorgin.jpg?v=6580b39ff1a5a579127fab6ff1e18d0e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Debt Collector's Bride
Sera Hale is a young art student living a completely sheltered life, unaware of her father's dangerous secrets. When her father's debt is called in by the ruthless mafia boss, Damien Vescari, Sera is suddenly kidnapped and forced into marriage. She's terrified of Damien, especially because she suspects he was involved in her mother's death. But what truly confuses Sera is the intense, almost obsessive familiarity in his eyes and the surprising kindness he sometimes shows her. Sera doesn't realize the shocking truth: Damien was her anonymous online soulmate from years ago-the boy she fell in love with before her father suddenly cut her off. Damien has been searching for her ever since. Now, he finally has her, but their reunion is a nightmare. She sees him only as a kidnapper, and her love is replaced by fear. As Sera fights for her freedom, she discovers that their past is tangled up in dangerous secrets./0/59550/coverorgin.jpg?v=1c3510e6ef557347bd693c25bdff0e35&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hiding Mafia's
"Good day, everyone. My name is Meggan Minx Foreister, and I'm the twin of the late head architect Meggay Minx Foreister. I am the new Head Architect." Her eyes met ours. "Meggay is dead, and all of you are the reason why she died." She smirked as Phoebe burst into tears. "Are you ready to face the consequences?" she said, still smirking. Secrets by secret and will come out soon. Who is Meggay's killer? Who is the real killer? It's been six years, but the case was never solved. Meggay's death did not appear on TV, and the police did not hear about what happened on the wedding day of Patricio and Grethel. Did everyone forget Meggay? What if one of the reasons for Meggay's death was the person you care about? Are they ready to face hell?/1/102101/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d8d577ab77fb2e432e7d762b9a875a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Discarded Wife: The Shadow Strategist Returns
I stood in the center of the ballroom, watching my husband accept credit for the massacre I had meticulously planned. To the underworld, Craig Snyder was the King, a strategic genius who had crippled the Russian mafia. To me, he was the man who had just re-gifted my anniversary present—a Patek Philippe watch—to match the diamond bracelet dangling from his mistress’s wrist. The Senator’s daughter, Chanel, laughed at a joke only he could hear, wearing a red dress and a look of naive adoration that used to be mine. When I confronted him, expecting an apology, Craig didn't just dismiss me. He slapped me across the face in front of the city's elite, the sound echoing like a gunshot. He yanked the wedding ring off my finger, drawing blood, and placed it into Chanel’s palm, calling me a hysterical, barren relic. Later, I found the forged documents. He had signed my name to transfer every asset we built together into his sole possession, leaving me with nothing but a hush-money check. He thought I was just a scorned wife. He forgot that I was the architect of his empire. So, I drove my car off a bridge. I let the world believe I was dead. I let him mourn the woman he destroyed while I watched from the shadows, erasing his existence from my accounts. Six months later, at the Global Crime Summit, Craig stood up with a diamond ring, ready to beg my memory for forgiveness. But the doors opened, and I didn't walk in alone. I walked onto the stage holding the hand of his deadliest rival, Felix Tyson. I wasn't there to take him back. I was there to take his kingdom./1/117119/coverorgin.jpg?v=b022da3f3711d0dab71200bba611e890&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claiming The Queen: The Mafia Boss's Rise
When the Syndicate Elders issued a blood decree, my Underboss fiancé had seventy-two hours to marry me or lose his territory. But instead of securing our alliance, Pietro slid my four-carat blood-diamond engagement ring onto the finger of Mia, the nineteen-year-old protégé I had rescued from the gutters. He let her leak confidential intel that cost our Family over a million dollars, yet he fiercely protected her while blaming me. He publicly stripped me of my rank as Consigliere, relocating my desk to the entry-level floor. Then, he demanded I forfeit my controlling shares directly into Mia's name. "Stop making a scene before you ruin your chances of ever becoming my wife," he warned me patronizingly. I looked at the man I had dodged bullets with for four years to build this legitimate empire from nothing. He was so poisoned by power and ego that he truly believed I would accept being his powerless trophy wife while he paraded his mistress around. He thought I was just a submissive woman who desperately needed him to survive. Without a second of hesitation, I picked up the pen and signed my power away. What Pietro didn't know was that I had already secretly transferred my true holdings to the daughter of the city's most feared Don. I left him holding a worthless piece of paper, packed my bags, and went back to my old territory to build a new fortress./0/81452/coverorgin.jpg?v=a5b0fe5063d680821fbd1b70ed58015e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
