

Billionaire heiress Kira Freeman mistakenly thinks the heir of the Mannings is just a broke guy selling himself to pay off debts, while Blaine Manning assumes Kira is an ordinary woman. The two end up pretending to be poor and quickly marry, starting a small family together. Along the way, they face off against clueless people in both the workplace and high society, proving everyone wrong at every turn.

Three days before my due date, my husband came home and told me he was marrying Bianca Voss. “Her baby is due any day now,” Luca said. “If I marry her, I get the Don’s seat.” I stood there carrying his child and asked, “So you want me to spend the rest of my life as your hidden mistress? He promised me doctors, guards, money, and a guarded house outside Chicago. He said I would still be his wife in private, as long as I never appeared in front of Bianca. When I refused, he looked at me with pity, as if I was too ordinary to understand the world he truly came from. He thought I was just Aria, the quiet woman who grew tomatoes by the lake. He had no idea I was Aria Castellano, the only daughter of the Chairman of the High Mafia Commission. I looked at him and whispered, “What if I told you Bianca’s family was nothing compared to mine?”

The true daughter of a mafia family, Evelyn, who had been separated from her family for twenty years, resolutely accepted the demand of the fake heiress Jessica and lay down in a crystal coffin overnight in order to gain the sense of family belonging she had always dreamed of. However, Jessica secretly blocked the ventilation openings, causing Evelyn to die in extreme agony. Her three brothers, deceived by Jessica, watched with their own eyes as their sister perished inside the crystal coffin. It was not until all the truth came to light that they learned Evelyn had tested bulletproof vests on her own body and gambled with her life in Russian roulette just to prepare gifts for them. The three brothers instantly collapsed, falling into endless pain and despair. Although they personally carried out Jessica’s execution, they could never bring their sister back to life, and in the end, consumed by remorse and helplessness, they went completely insane.

"For his wife, Ethan gave up his career as a NASA astronaut and became a stay-at-home husband everyone looked down on. But he never imagined that his wife, Chloe, was secretly cheating on him with a powerful executive—and plotting with her lover to steal over a million dollars from him and leave him with nothing. Everyone thought Ethan was weak. They were wrong. Instead of exposing them, Ethan quietly gathered every piece of evidence and built a trap they would never see coming. At the company’s anniversary gala, Chloe was celebrating her promotion, while her lover was preparing to enjoy their stolen fortune. Then the police stormed in and arrested him. Before Chloe could react, Ethan stepped onto the stage and revealed everything—the affair, the fraud, and their entire scheme. Only then did Chloe discover the truth. The “useless househusband” she had despised was once an elite NASA astronaut. And the man she threw away was the one person she could never afford to lose."

I was the Falcone family's top consigliere. Their brain. And today, I was walking away—handing over the books to every legitimate business I ran, severing my final tie. My protégé couldn't understand. "You're the future of this family, Aurelia. You can't just leave." I shook my head with a bitter smile. They didn't know. I'd been secretly married to the Don, Vittorio Falcone, for three years. I thought my looks, my mind, and everything I gave him would be enough to win all of his love. A hit at the docks three months ago showed me the truth. I took thirteen bullets. Emergency. I needed the family surgeon—which required Vittorio's direct order. I called him over a dozen times. But when he finally answered, all I heard was a soft, breathless voice on his end. "Vittorio, we haven't cut my birthday cake. Will you hold my hand and cut it with me?" That voice. My best friend. The woman Vittorio once had a crush on. Carina. In the safe house, weak from blood loss, I dug the bullet out myself and had one of my men rush me to a family clinic. Right before they wheeled me into the OR, Vittorio burst in—carrying Carina. Twisted ankle. Needed a doctor. Now. My surgeon was dragged away. The antibiotics came too late. The wound got infected. I fought for my life for a week. When I woke up, I stared at my phone. Not a single message. The tears finally came. I understood. I was just the woman he'd been forced to marry after he was drugged and slept with me. A scandal averted. All he cared about was my value and his reputation. And me? The secret princess of the Rossi family, who gave up everything to build his empire. All for nothing. So I prepared four parting gifts. A celebration of our mutual destruction. Then he'd never see me again.