The Betrayed Heiress's Ruthless Mafia Comeback

From the back cover

I am the true heiress of the Falcone mafia family. My fiancé, Julian, swore a blood oath to protect me and promised to win my murdered mother's crown for me at the underground auction.

But as the auctioneer raised his gavel, Julian bid eleven million dollars—only to place the crown on the head of Chloe, the adopted imposter who stole my life.

He publicly stripped me of my succession token just because Chloe shed a few fake tears.

When I tried to leave the hall, the three childhood friends I had secretly funded and protected with my life blocked my path.

They pushed me down a flight of marble stairs, shattering my knee. When I struggled to stand, they violently wrenched my arm until my shoulder popped from its socket.

"Stop playing the sympathy card, Scarlett," they mocked coldly. "You are just faking a theatrical act to steal Julian back."

They watched me suffer in agony, completely devoted to Chloe's fragile facade.

Even my own father used this humiliation to strip my inheritance and force me into a cheap arranged marriage.

I endured the blinding pain of my mangled arm in the dead of night, realizing my years of bleeding for these men meant absolutely nothing.

So, I decided to sever the dead weight.

I dialed the private number of Dante Vitiello—Julian's deadliest rival in the underworld.

"I need a groom in three days," I told him. "In exchange, you get my territory."