His Substitute Turned Into the Mafia Queen
My secret boyfriend, Marco Ross—the fastest rising mafia star in New York—hid a ring in our home. I thought it was for me.
Instead, I received a video of him proposing to another woman—Bianco Conti —on our anniversary.
The same night, masked men broke in, held me at gunpoint, and forced me to call Marco.
A woman answered the call, “Marco, your little orphan is calling again.”
Then Marco’s cold tone. “Don’t bother, babe, she’s just your substitute, a stray I keep around, a free woman to warm my bed.”
The masked men shot me in the stomach—then fled.
What Marco didn’t know? The real Conti heiress… was me. The Bianco he cherished so much… was just an imposter.
I once refused to take the Conti name because of Marco, afraid it would ruin us. But if he never cared… why should I?
I made one call. “Papa, I’ll come home, take over the business, and accept the marriage alliance—but Bianca has to be go.”