Married to the Mafia's Lost Heir
He's waiting for you to come to your senses.
"I know he is," I said flatly.
Five years. Even the love faded, I knew his pride, his anger, his patterns.
"But I'm not going back."
A year ago, he loved me fiercely. We were planning our future.
Then the Rossis came. They didn't just bring home a forgotten son—they revealed him as the true heir, the next Don, who was already promised to a flawless mafia princess from the rival Costello family.
Still, he fought them. He endured three days of their brutal regime—a test meant to break him—just to secure their permission to marry me.