Married To The Don Replaced By His First Love Novels & Stories

"Are you trying to make me jealous? Careful, or I'll walk into your office and announce to everyone that Don Vito Hart is cheating on his wife. With his old mistress." A chuckle. "Behave. Don't let her find out." The doors opened. He was standing there. Vito Hart. My husband. The Don of the Hart family. Suit sharp, tie straight. He stepped forward, wrapped an arm around Rosa's waist, and kissed her. She laughed and pulled back. He pulled her closer and kissed her deeper. She tapped his chest. "There's someone here…" Vito finally looked up. I turned away fast. My eyes burned.

"There's one more thing the Don neglected to mention. The procedure wasn't done under anesthesia. I heard it from the doctor directly. She woke up during it, passed out from the pain, then woke up again. That's how the whole thing went." Dante stood very still. This woman, the one he'd promised to protect for the rest of his life, had been inside this estate being put through something inhuman. And he'd done nothing. He'd been the one who handed her over. When he went to her with a ring, he thought he could give her the life she'd always wanted. He had no idea he'd become the person who drove her straight to hell. Could he ask for her forgiveness? On the other side of the world, I landed on

"Heard you agreed to marry into the Medici Family. Good. You didn't disappoint me." "Remember what you promised. Lillian will be my mistress, but you'll be my only wife." "As long as you treat Lillian well after we're married, I'll treat you well." I looked at the screen, and the corner of my mouth lifted slowly. News spread swiftly, yet something went amiss along the way. The old Don had taken off to Mexico and no one could reach him, so Victor still thought he was the one I was marrying. Just like last time. He stood on the mountain and tossed his love down to me at the foot.

"You gave away the family gown I guarded with my life. You ground my dignity into the dirt. You stripped me of my last defense against the cold and threw me out of my only home in the middle of a blizzard." The color drained from his face. "You never loved me," I continued, my voice cutting through his sobs. "You loved the idea of me. A shadow you could control. A pet you could break and then praise for coming back to you." "No... that's not it... Arabella, I love you..." "A shame," I cut him off. "Because she died in that storm." Santino trembled violently. He clutched his chest, gasping for air, a pained, animal sound coming from his throat.

And once, in front of everyone, he held her hand and said, "The Principessa of the Vitale family does not need to learn how to please anyone." That was when she fell in love with him. Later, they married. With the Vitale family's money, shipping empire, and political backing behind him, Lorenzo steadily secured his position as Don of the Antara family, becoming a man feared and respected throughout the underworld. For three years, they were the perfect couple in the public eye. And once upon a time, Lorenzo had truly treated her well. On winter nights, he would warm milk for her himself. When she fell ill, he canceled meetings to stay by her bedside.

After helping me finish my father's funeral, he took me to the Gambino family, a place Jesse would never find. After that, he stayed by my side, helped me through the pain, and we slowly fell in love. When we decided to marry, no one in the Gambino family approved of a commoner like me becoming their Donna. They even tried to assassinate me. Landon fought them all off. He took so many wounds protecting me, and only then did I finally become Donna. Four years of marriage. Even when the Gambino family repeatedly pushed him to divorce me and marry a woman from another family to secure his position, he never agreed. He announced to the entire family that I was his only Donna.

After I got pregnant, Severin Voss went from a ruthless Don to a devoted husband who cooked for me. He cut off all contact with Vivian Lane and banished her from Voss territory. He had never liked children, yet now he shadowed the estate's most experienced housekeeper every day, learning how to care for a baby. He even learned how to cook for an expectant mother. He had a prenatal meal plan tailored to my needs and prepared every dish himself. It was as if he'd never had anything to do with Vivian, as if we were still as close as ever. When my mother came to visit, she marveled, "There's never been a Don in all of Sicily who's such a family man. "You should consider yourself lucky to have

The interview room was small, fluorescent-lit, a single table between me and the detective who introduced himself as Marchese — mid-fifties, tired eyes, the particular flat patience of a man who'd learned not to show his hand until he was ready to use it. "Ms. Romano. Thank you for coming in voluntarily." He opened a folder without looking at it, which told me he already knew everything inside it by heart. "I want to walk through a few things with you. For the record." "Go ahead." "You were married to Dante Falcone a little over a year ago." "Yes." "An arranged marriage. To end a conflict between your two families." "Yes." "You didn't love him when you married him." I held his gaze, refusing

he laid his glass down and leaned back on his chair. “She got jealous and dumped me when she knew that she was still not over me either. So, I decided that maybe it was time I made up with her because, to be honest, there was no one compared to her. She’s very special to me,” he smiled. Don and I had known each other for 19 years, and during those years, he never really had anything serious going on after the love of his life married another guy because he was rich. Don wasn’t rich then. He was still trying to get his club off the ground and barely able to make a grand a week. He was struggling as much as I was during that time with my company.

Don said making Bella stare at him in disbelief. "What is even wrong with you Don? Ever since you married her, you haven't tried to be a good husband." She blurted out in annoyance. "You know what the rules were, get married with no feelings attached." Don replied coldly. "There were no rules Don. You made the damn rules yourself and it will be better if you could keep it to yourself." Bella fired back. "You should at least try to keep the fact that you're married or did you think I don't know?" She continued and Don looked up at her.