Iacocca: An Autobiography

After reuniting with my birth family, my wealthy biological father tossed me a black card and laid down one rule: I could spend as much as I wanted, but I was never to call him Dad—that title belonged only to his adoptive daughter. Clutching the black card, I cautiously bought myself a two-dollar-fifty ice cream cone. Just as I was happily licking the sweet ice cream, the adoptive daughter dropped to her knees before me. "Alice, are you mocking me because I can't even afford something that costs two-fifty in the future?" My brother immediately slapped me twice. "You have money now, but you can't split love. Natalie is my one and only sister!" Then my father splashed boiling water onto my face. "No disgraceful wretch deserves to be a Gervais." To punish me, they sent me off to Rimala, forced to work as a child laborer in the mines. Ten years later, I walked into a grand banquet hall with an ice cream in hand and came face-to-face with my brother, Ansel Gervais, dressed in a hand-tailored suit. "All these years and you're still a disgrace," he sneered, but I couldn't be bothered to argue. "Let go. My dad's waiting for me—and if I'm any later, the ice cream's going to melt." He looked down at me with contempt. "Dad? Who gave you permission to call him that? Natalie will forever be the only Gervais girl—no one can take that away from her!" I rolled my eyes. Who said I was talking about that cheap excuse for a father? I was talking about my adoptive father—the oil tycoon with an incurable sweet tooth. I was in a hurry to let him taste some ice cream.

When I was fourteen, my brother—the Don—brought home an orphan girl to settle a debt of gratitude. From then on, my life within the Corleone family always took a backseat to hers. The girl framed me, claiming I was trying to poison her. My brother slapped me across the face and locked me in the attic. To make it up to her, he even gave her the position that was meant for me. This time, I didn't say a word. I just packed my bags and left. It took a few days for him to realize I hadn't returned to the family estate. Only then did he find out that I’d joined an international medical aid organization—and that I was never coming back to New York. After that, he completely broke down.

As the right-hand person to the marketing manager, Rossa must deal with a director from a rival company who, ironically, happens to be someone she strongly dislikes. Rosamund Parks was on vacation with some friends on an exotic island when a group of thugs kidnapped her and sold her to a cheap brothel on the outskirts of town, which then sent her to an underground auction. When Francesco (Franco) Tenaglia, a CEO boss, won the auction, he was about to enjoy Rossa's body when an incident thwarted his intentions. Rossa woke up the next day and could still remember the mobster's handsome face, but never in her heart wished to see him again. When the company Rossa works for, faced a tricky situation with a long-established rival company, she was sent to negotiate with them to solve the problem. And when she discovered that the CEO of the rival company was Franco, she had to choose between her freedom and her job. Would she choose herself over her job? Or would she choose the latter and risk Franco's continued dominance?

She signed the divorce papers. He never signed away his obsession. Betrayed by her billionaire husband and replaced by her best friend, Veronica Stanford makes a desperate deal with mafia heir Monte "Four" Zagcanni: a fake marriage to hide her pregnancy. But their arrangement ignites into dangerous passion—just as her ex-husband returns, demanding his wife and the son he never knew existed. Now caught between the man who destroyed her and the devil who owns her, Veronica must choose: forgiveness or revenge.

Isabella was born in the mafia, but she wasn’t born of royalty. All she knew was pain and ran away from a life of chaos and destruction before it could kill her. Now, she’s older and a defense attorney living in New York City. All was going well until she received a letter from the one person who has always looked out for her. She was getting married and wanted Isabella to come home and witness her union. Isabella wanted to refuse, but she knew she had to do it. Now that she’s back home, she’s thrusted back into the flames of Mafia life. A certain man has his eyes on her and won’t let her leave. What will happen when Isabella learns that the very man who sets her body ablaze, is a man who runs the same Mafia she’s running from? This is a story about finding love in all the wrong places, and how forgiving the past can open you up to a beautiful future.

For seven years, Olivia Ashford was the perfect wife—loyal, elegant, and always standing beside her powerful billionaire husband. Then, in front of the city's elite, Damien Ashford shatters their marriage with a single kiss... shared with another woman. Humiliated and betrayed, Olivia walks away with nothing but her dignity and files for divorce, keeping one devastating secret to herself. As Damien celebrates his newfound freedom, he has no idea he's just lost the one woman whose hidden legacy eclipses his entire fortune. When Olivia's true identity as the sole heir to one of the world's richest business empires is revealed, she returns no longer as the discarded ex-wife everyone pitied, but as the wealthiest and most powerful woman in the country. With a rival billionaire who has loved her in silence for years by her side, she begins dismantling the Ashford empire piece by piece. Now Damien must face the consequences of the betrayal that cost him everything. But some wounds can't be undone, some losses can never be forgiven, and Olivia must decide whether the future belongs to the man who broke her... or the one who never stopped believing in her. In a world where love is measured in loyalty and power is the ultimate revenge, the greatest inheritance isn't wealth—it's knowing your worth.