The Sex Symbol the Don Will Never Keep

Summary

I’ve got a killer hourglass figure and siren eyes. In Hollywood, I’m the ultimate sex symbol.

But after five years in this town, not a single producer would dare lay a finger on me.

Because the man in my bed is Don Vincenzo, the most ruthless mafia boss in New York.

Seven years together. Every time we finished, he’d hold me close, kiss me, and carry me to the bathroom to clean me up.

I naively thought I’d be the only woman by his side. That I'd even be his Donna.

Until the night of my 28th birthday. After the family dinner, I heard him sneer to his underboss: "Chloe is fun to play with…