The Donna’s Revenge
My baby brother was barely a month old when my father's mistress threw him off the upstairs balcony to his death.
Then she turned around and said my mother had done it.
And my father, the Don, took the mistress at her word and had my mother killed.
That woman framed me too, and I was cast out of the house.
For the next fifteen years, I clawed my way up through begging and reckless grit, until I became the Donna of the Vanetti family.
Then one day, my adopted son Daniel Vanetti brought his new girlfriend to meet me.
"Mother, this is Via, the Principessa of the Vitale family. I want to marry her."
I looked at Via. Her face was the spitting image of my father's mistress.
What a small world. The