After three years of waiting for the man she loves, a woman watches him claim her sister instead. Heartbroken, she walks away and finds herself drawn into the world of a powerful mafia figure, where loyalty and desire collide.
All that time, the Russo family never accepted me because I didn't follow their traditions. His mother never used my name, only called me... That girl. At family galas, I was always seated at the farthest table.
In official portraits, I was placed at the edge so I could be easily cropped out. Dominic said his mother wouldn't let up until I broke, so he sent me back to the Moretti estate. He swore to finish the formal claiming ritual to take me as his Donna.
Then the Russo family would have no choice but to accept me. I waited. For three years, I'd held my tongue, longing for this night. But he'd come for another He'd kept me deceived for years with a forged marriage license, all to hide the
The one he'd truly meant to claim was my half-sister, Bianca. I stared at my reflection. The ritual had begun. gun. Boots fluttered against stone, and guards put on a show of resistance. Ritual torches half the sky red. All the excitement was for them. The celebration was for Bianca.
The other group of men had come from the Valentino family. They'd originally come