

My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

Lydia's boyfriend cheated on her with his powerful female boss, leaving her completely shattered. One night outside a bar, she unexpectedly ran into Kieran—the richest man in the city. The two had crossed paths once before, during a brief encounter in prison six months earlier.On impulse, Lydia proposed a quick marriage, and to her surprise, Kieran agreed without hesitation.

Someone @'d me on Nextdoor. "Hey, penthouse girl. You're single. What do you need a whole rooftop garden for? My husband's throwing a party. We'll be needing it starting tomorrow." "Don't worry, we'll give you two hundred bucks a month for upkeep. You'll make a couple hundred for doing jack shit. You should be thrilled." I stared at the screen. It was a joke. I was Don Ricci's heir, groomed to run the South Side. But I traded that life for a paintbrush. This apartment was my sanctuary, my quiet place. That rooftop garden wasn't some building perk. It was mine. I'd paid half a million cash for the deed when I bought the place. I turned it into my sunroom studio. And now someone thinks they can have it for two hundred bucks a month? I replied with two words: "Dream on." I didn't expect the building manager and two security guards at my door the next day. Someone had filed a complaint about me "misusing community resources." And now, for the sake of "neighborly harmony," they were demanding my keys. Fine. They wanted to throw civility out the window? They were about to learn what real power felt like.

When her family was facing big trouble, Stacey Sanchez had no choice but to break up with Smith Gilbert and choose to marry Zayne Harris. Then, when she decided to divorce Zayne and got into a fight with him, to protect the baby of her and Smith, she accidentally injured Zayne and thus ended up in jail. Five years later, after getting released from prison, Stacey came across Smith who had returned to the country.

When Lynn died, Minna's father met a tragic end at the hands of her half-sister, who shoved him off a high-rise building in front of her own eyes. The man Minna loved most, Ethan, was the one who personally ensured her imprisonment. Enduring three years of torment behind bars, Minna was left shattered by Ethan's parting words: "Take good care of her." Determined to reclaim all that was lost, Minna emerges from her incarceration, vowing to restore what was taken away.

Yarden Zeller is an ordinary food delivery guy, raising his daughter Dora on his own. Dora suffers from a congenital heart condition,making their life a constant struggle. Wendy Smith, Yarden's ex-wife, divorced him after having an affair with Quentin Stone and took most of the family's wealth, leaving Yarden and Dora in hardship. On Dora's sixth birthday, Wendy suddenly reaches out, claiming she's bankrupt and asking to stay with Yarden for a night. Faced with this unexpected request, what will he decide?

Ten years ago, Wilson's newlywed wife, Whitney, mysteriously vanished. In his search, he adopted a daughter who later became the world's richest person. Now, after finally locating Whitney, Wilson discovered she had amnesia and was a renowned CEO. Taking a job as her driver, he dedicated himself to helping her regain her memories. After overcoming challenges together, they reunite as lovers.

For seven long years, Yvan Groove has cared for his wife Jenny Stones—who fell into a vegetative state after an accident—and their daughter, Nancy. (Unbeknownst to him, his wife is actually Rose Shaw, the missing daughter of the influential Shaw family.) To pay mounting medical bills, he has endured countless hardships. When local hospitals prove unable to treat her, Yvan takes his wife and daughter to Jensire in search of better care. By a twist of fate, he finds work at the mansion of Barry Shaw, the head of the Shaw family. Ravaged by guilt over Rose's disappearance seven years ago, Barry has lived alone in the vast villa ever since. The moment he lays eyes on lNancy, he is stunned because she looks exactly like Rose as a child.