

My husband, Dante, is the most untouchable Don of the Vance family in New York. He has one unbreakable rule: After 9 p.m., if he's out on family business, he does not take calls. I understood his devotion to the family, so for five years, I did my best never to disturb him. Until last night, when I was driving alone past the docks and walked straight into an ambush by a rival family's armed men. In a panic, I called Dante, begging him to save me. The phone rang for what felt like forever. When he finally picked up, his voice was ice-cold: "Nora, we've been married a long time. As the Donna of the Vance family, you should know the rules." Then he hung up. That night, I barely escaped the hail of bullets by the skin of my teeth. I spent the night in the hospital. But when I came home the next morning, all I got was a reproachful look. He accused me of interrupting a critical family shipment deal—and of sending a fake distress signal. I knew how hard he worked, so I swallowed my hurt. But later, when I used his computer, I accidentally saw his call log. One contact had been calling him almost every single night—always after nine. For five full years. I knew that number. It belonged to Alexa, the Vance family's Capo. The woman everyone in the family had agreed, for all these years, was the one truly fit to stand beside Dante. In that moment, every ounce of suppressed hurt came flooding back. After I calmed myself, I picked up my phone and found an invitation I'd received a few days ago—to an international art exhibition. And I clicked "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from his world completely.

"On her fifth wedding anniversary, Scarlett rushes to surprise her husband, Chicago mafia Don Nico Russo, with the news that she's pregnant — only to overhear him bragging to his men. The man who's been sneaking into her bed for the past month wasn't him. It was his identical twin, Marco. A loyalty test. A game. And Nico has been using her career to build up his mistress, Bianca, the whole time. Scarlett doesn't cry. She plans. On their wedding day, while Chicago's five families wait in the pews, Scarlett is in Paris — in the arms of the one man who actually saved her life two years ago, and never got the credit for it. The FBI storms in. Bianca goes down. And Nico finally realizes exactly what he signed away. He begs. He bleeds. He loses everything. She doesn't look back."

My husband, Dante, is the most untouchable Don of the Vance family in New York. He has one unbreakable rule: After 9 p.m., if he's out on family business, he does not take calls. I understood his devotion to the family, so for five years, I did my best never to disturb him. Until last night, when I was driving alone past the docks and walked straight into an ambush by a rival family's armed men. In a panic, I called Dante, begging him to save me. The phone rang for what felt like forever. When he finally picked up, his voice was ice-cold: "Nora, we've been married a long time. As the Donna of the Vance family, you should know the rules." Then he hung up. That night, I barely escaped the hail of bullets by the skin of my teeth. I spent the night in the hospital. But when I came home the next morning, all I got was a reproachful look. He accused me of interrupting a critical family shipment deal—and of sending a fake distress signal. I knew how hard he worked, so I swallowed my hurt. But later, when I used his computer, I accidentally saw his call log. One contact had been calling him almost every single night—always after nine. For five full years. I knew that number. It belonged to Alexa, the Vance family's Capo. The woman everyone in the family had agreed, for all these years, was the one truly fit to stand beside Dante. In that moment, every ounce of suppressed hurt came flooding back. After I calmed myself, I picked up my phone and found an invitation I'd received a few days ago—to an international art exhibition. And I clicked "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from his world completely.

When Ethan Gray accidentally looks at the computer belonging to his girlfriend, Nancy Holt, he discovers countless photos of her posing intimately with her childhood sweetheart, Mark Hall. Ethan then decides to break up with her and accept his family’s arrangements for him to take over the family business abroad.Initially, Nancy remains unaware that anything is wrong. She continues to shamelessly approach Mark in an overly intimate manner, even in Ethan’s presence.

Despised by his in-laws, Marshall leaves with his wife and daughter, only to reveal his true identity as Harrington Group’s new CEO. Facing betrayal and family rejection, he fights to reclaim his dignity and build a new life on his terms.

Mafia heiress Mandy married the Vaughn family's younger son, only to lose her baby boy Nico—drowned at his own christening when a ten-year-old niece pushed his stroller into the pool. The whole family covered it up to save face, and her mother-in-law even handed her a black card, telling her to just have another kid. Desperate, she crashed her car—and woke up back on the day of the christening. First thing she did: send her son to her family's estate. But a baby's body still floated in that pool.

Behind the gleaming façade of Logan Corp stands its chairman, Noah Logan—respected businessman, devoted family man, and an unwitting pawn in a vicious game. For years, his wife Yara Xander and son Nigel Logan have orchestrated an elaborate charade of loyalty while secretly plotting his downfall.

Philip Hinton, chairman of the Hinton Group, devises an extreme plan to temper his son Roger Hinton’s character and abilities. He strips off his expensive suits, dons faded work clothes, and sets up a cold noodle stall outside his own company headquarters. From childhood, Roger believes he comes from poverty and must fight to change his fate. Only when his father finally closes the stall does the truth emerge. The humble vendor was a billionaire all along.

Reba McCoy, known as the Texas Hellcat, is a noble heiress of the Visconti mafia family. After her family fell apart, she lived on a farm and grew fearless. At 28, still never in love, she marries the powerful Brooklyn mafia Falcone family — her groom is only a portrait. Carmela, the family’s matriarch, thinks her stepson Marcello is dead. She arranges this ghost wedding, sure the hot-tempered Reba will mistreat Marcello’s two kids. Once the children are gone, her own son Gene can take power. But Marcello comes back, badly wounded. While Marcello recovers, his stepmother, grandmother and stepbrother bully Reba and the children. Tough Reba protects the kids and fights back. The children, who once rejected her, finally accept her as their real mother. She exposes Carmela’s stolen family wealth, pushes Marcello to split from the family. The couple, once using each other, fall in love and move to Miami together.

I came to Chicago with my friend to visit her boyfriend. Three days in, her boyfriend said he'd show us "something fun." The car kept driving —farther and farther out. By the time we realized something was wrong, we were locked inside an abandoned factory. My friend was gone. Her boyfriend shoved me into a room and threw me a line: "Your friend sold you for twenty grand. Stay put and wait for arrangements." I scanned the room. A few men in black suits leaned against the doorway. Silver-gray pins on their chests. Shield-shaped. Dark red thorns. An inverted dagger. The family crest of Caleb Richardson -don of the New York mafia. I was held captive by him for three years. I barely escaped with my life — And now l've been handed right back to him.