I was sold to a monster, but I became a widow before the wedding night even began.
Don Gio died in our bridal suite, leaving me untouched and terrified. I thought I was free... until the door burst open.
Enter Nico Ferrante, the exiled heir and ruthlessly handsome devil who hated his father... and was now, my stepson.
With a gun pointed at my head, I told the only lie that could save me from being executed as a gold-digger: "Don't shoot! I’m pregnant with the heir!"
Nico didn't pull the trigger.
Instead, he cornered me, stripping my soul bare with his dark eyes. He leaned in, his hot breath ghosting over my neck, and whispered the secret that should have killed me: "My father was impotent, little liar... Or should I say... step-mother?"
But he didn't expose me.
Instead, he offered a wicked arrangement. The Mafia Council demands an heir to prevent a war? Fine. He will give me one.
Now, I am trapped in a golden cage, playing the grieving widow by day and submitting to my stepson’s dark demands by night. It’s a business transaction... But why does his touch set my body on fire?
We are committing the ultimate sin for a crown of blood. But what happens when the lie becomes real?