He Chose Another, Now He Calls Me Madre
I was chosen to be the fiancée of Lorenzo, the Mafia’s heir.
But at a family gala, Lorenzo was openly pursued by Chiara, the daughter of an arms dealer.
Chiara wasn’t like the other rule-abiding debutantes.She tore through the streets in a modified sports car, used a military-grade combat knife to cut her cigars, and drank the harshest whiskey neat.There was an untamed wildness about her, a fire Lorenzo couldn’t look away from.
He complained to the family elders, “How can a woman like that possibly be our Madre and run this entire family?”
His words dripped with disdain for her recklessness, yet his eyes were glued to her, tracking her every move as she raised her glass.
Then, on Lorenzo’s b
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