A young woman is forced into marriage with a comatose mafia don, only to reveal a hidden identity of her own. As she navigates the dangerous world of the crime family that now controls her fate, the central tension lies in what she is concealing and whether her new husband will ever wake to discover it.
She must have coveted the Valentino name and changed the contract behind our backs. I laughed once. A minute ago, Damien was a man who would never wake up, and you were too heartbroken to sacrifice Now a good-looking man walks through the door, and suddenly she wants the engagement
The man looked at them with a stillness that made the room colder. Isla thrust the marriage contract forward. Look at it. The name was altered. She stole my place. I am educated. I was raised for this.
I am the one worthy of standing beside you. She reached for his sleeve. He stepped out of reach and brushed his cuff as if she had already touched Miss Lisa Ashford, he said, you are mistaken. He glanced around the hall.
I am not Damien Valentino. I am his chief advisor, Leon Grant. Isla's smile collapsed for one long second. No one moved. Then the guests began to laugh under their breath. The admiration on Isla's face curdled. So you are just his errand boy? Leon did not blink. He opened the folder in
his hand and presented a share transfer agreement to me. Mrs. Valentino, Mr. Valentino could not come in person, but he left clear instructions. No one is to humiliate his wife. His voice remained even. This 10% stake in the Valentino group is currently worth approximately $30 billion.
$30 billion? The room inhaled as one. Isla's composure cracked. You are all being fooled.
She is not worth a fraction of that.