After His Betrayal, I Became His Mother-in-Law
On the day we were supposed to get engaged, my fiancé, Marco, married the Don's daughter.
My father was framed and thrown in jail. I needed five million dollars to get him out.
Then Marco found me. "Be my mistress," he offered, "and I'll save your father."
I smiled and turned to the man lurking in the shadows, a man known for his power, brutality, and his stone-cold heart.
They said the king of the underworld never let a woman spend the night.
But with me, he buried his head in my hair, his fingers tracing the curve of my waist.
The floor-to-ceiling windows, the mahogany desk, and the ornate carved bed all became our battlegrounds.
And there was one thing I forgot to tell Marco.
The man I was with was Dante Landini, the cold-blooded Don of the Landini family, who was Marco's soon-to-be father-in-law.