He Left Me Pregnant and Grieving—Now He’s the One Begging

Summary

On the day I was supposed to marry the heir of the Ferrante mafia empire… My fiancé died in a helicopter crash on his way to surprise me.

Just like that, I became a widow. I mourned while carrying his child. I fell apart. I stopped eating. Stopped sleeping. I wanted to die, too. But I stayed alive, for my unborn child.

At his funeral, his older twin brother came home from overseas. Jeremiah Ferrante. Missing for years. And when I saw him…I froze.

He looked exactly like Harvick. Same voice. Same eyes. Same heartbreak written across his face.

Then I heard them.