Becoming the Don of the mafia was an obligation, not a choice.
Marrying for love was never an option for me, but there should at least be some interest in the woman chosen for me. Bianca Ferrucci seemed perfect:
easy to control and ideal for producing heirs
. But fate played a cruel trick on me and left me with the woman who carried in her veins the
blood I had sworn to hate.
Bianca Ferrucci:
I never had big dreams. As the youngest daughter in my family, I was always overshadowed by my sister. But, in an ironic twist of fate,
I was chosen by the Don of the Italian mafia to become his wife
. Tiziano was cold and calculating, but something about him drew me in. I fell in love, only to discover just how cruel he could be.
He rejected me and sent me away without remorse
. What he didn’t know was that
I was carrying his child
, and
I vowed that he would regret every word and every wound he had inflicted on me. I would make sure of it.
