Don Forced Me To Accept His Mistress on the Eve of Our Wedding

Summary

Ten years ago, for Dante Russo, I turned down the political marriage my Family had arranged for me and gave up my claim as its heir.

Back then he was nothing but an illegitimate son with a price on his head, spat on by everyone.

I paid for his surgery, fed him money and information, helped him take the docks and clear out his enemies, and pushed him step by step into the seat of the Don of New York.

Then, the night before our wedding, he told me he had a mistress.

"The wedding can go ahead as planned. You will still be my only wife."

He laid out his terms calmly.