

I was once the most feared crime boss on the East Coast. I left that life behind for my son, Cooper, built a company, and moved to a wealthy neighborhood in search of peace.Then my neighbor, Brenda, accused Cooper of assaulting her eighteen-year-old daughter—and demanded five million dollars for her silence. When I refused, they took me to court with bruises, recordings, and DNA evidence. My company’s stock crashed, protesters surrounded the courthouse, and the entire internet branded my son a monster.But while they performed their carefully rehearsed tragedy, I remained calm.Because the “criminal” they described was someone they had clearly never met.

On Valentine's night, nurse Lydia Hale saves a dying stranger—then learns he's Soren Moretti, a feared mafia king. He offers a brutal ultimatum: marry him or die. Trapped in his dangerous world, desire clashes with defiance. As a 30-day love contract ends, Lydia must choose freedom—or life beside a ruthless mafia king.

Three days before her due date, Aria’s husband, Luca Moretti, announces that he is marrying Bianca Voss, the daughter of a powerful arms-dealing family. The alliance will secure his place as Don—if Aria agrees to remain his secret wife forever.When she refuses, Luca burns down their lakeside home and confines her to a guarded safe house. To him, she is an ordinary woman with nothing to offer his ambitions. He has no idea she is Aria Castellano, the only daughter and heir of the most powerful mafia leader in the country.Determined to have Bianca’s supposed child born first, Luca secretly drugs Aria to delay her delivery. When she begins bleeding, he dismisses her pleas for help—even after she reveals her true identity. Left alone and fighting to save her unborn daughter, Aria activates the emergency beacon her father gave her three years ago.Three days later, armored vehicles surround Luca and Bianca’s lavish wedding. Aria arrives in a wheelchair, wearing the Castellano family’s diamond crown, ready to expose their crimes before the entire underworld.Luca loses his inheritance and begs for forgiveness. But Aria has not returned to save their marriage. She has come to protect her daughter, reclaim her name, and make sure the man who sacrificed them for power never has a place in their lives again.

Living a lie as a man to keep her sister safe, Thane accidentally becomes the only antidote for Damian—the city's most ruthless mafia boss. Entangled in a dangerous web of desire and family betrayals, they break free from their families’ schemes and finally find the courage to embrace their love.

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.

As Don's mysterious heiress, Loretta is stepping out of shadows after she's had enough of humiliation from her father's mistress. The moment her true identity is revealed, she'll expose the traitors and corruption within the mafia house, and make everyone who crossed her family pay.

“I need your help to fake a private jet crash,” I said quietly. “It’s the only way I can ever leave Luca Moretti.” People said he’d given up the Mafia throne for me. They called him the man who traded power for love— the heir who walked away from blood and gold just to marry a waitress from the slums. For years, he made the world believe in us. He built empires under my name. He sent me roses every Monday. He told the press I was his salvation. But love doesn’t always mean loyalty. While I was busy believing in forever, he was building a second home behind my back— one filled with laughter, toys, and twin sons who had his eyes. The night I disappeared, his empire burned. He tore apart cities, bribed governments, and buried men alive just to find me. But by the time he did— I was already gone. And the woman he’d once died for no longer loved him enough to stay alive.

“I need your help to fake a private jet crash,” I said quietly. “It’s the only way I can ever leave Luca Moretti.” People said he’d given up the Mafia throne for me. They called him the man who traded power for love— the heir who walked away from blood and gold just to marry a waitress from the slums. For years, he made the world believe in us. He built empires under my name. He sent me roses every Monday. He told the press I was his salvation. But love doesn’t always mean loyalty. While I was busy believing in forever, he was building a second home behind my back— one filled with laughter, toys, and twin sons who had his eyes. The night I disappeared, his empire burned. He tore apart cities, bribed governments, and buried men alive just to find me. But by the time he did— I was already gone. And the woman he’d once died for no longer loved him enough to stay alive.

I had been in a secret relationship with my mafia boyfriend, Dante Castellano, for seven years. No public contact. No photos together. No proof I had ever stood by his side. He told me, "Once I'm powerful enough that no one dares touch you, I'll make it official." I believed him. The day before our seventh anniversary, I found a ten-carat diamond ring in his suit jacket. I cried with joy, thinking seven years of hiding were finally over. The next morning, I wore my most expensive dress and sprayed on the only perfume he had ever given me. I practiced my smile in the mirror, the one I would give when he proposed. Then, my phone lit up with a breaking news alert. [Breaking News: Seven-Year Love Story Reaches Perfect Ending—Romance Blogger Alessia Romano Accepts Boyfriend's 100th Proposal!] In the photo, the influencer with eight million followers stood on her tiptoes, kissing a man. His hand rested on the back of her neck. On that hand was a scar I would never mistake. It was the scar Dante got when he took a knife for me.

Three days before our wedding, my fiancé, Raphael Russo, was killed in a gang shootout. They didn't even find a body. As I was drowning in grief, comments suddenly flashed before my eyes: 【Wake up, girl! the coffin's empty! He faked his death! The scumbag ran off to be with that scheming bitch chloe, the one pretending to be sick!】 【While you're crying your eyes out at the funeral, Raphael is fucking Chloe’s brains out in a hotel bed.】 【When he comes back, he'll claim he has amnesia. You won't know a thing and you'll forgive him. You poor thing…】 A month later, news of my marriage to Mafia Don Marcello Falcone spread through New York. Raphael’s right-hand man cornered me, furious. “How could you betray the Boss?” I tightened my grip on Marcello’s arm and smiled. “A girl can’t mourn forever, can she? I’m sure Raphael, in spirit, would be happy for me.”