On a stormy night, a muddy three-year-old girl knocked on the gates of the Ferraro crime dynasty that ruled the underworld. Don Dominic looked down, stunned. "Kid, where are your parents?" "Are you Dominic Ferraro?" she asked boldly . Almost no one dared call him by his full name. "I am." She dug a crumpled bill from her backpack and held it up. "Then you're my daddy. Mommy said you owe me three years of milk money!" Oops. Looks like the country’s most feared Don just got himself a tiny boss.
Up to EP 29Hired as Mommy, Married to the DonPopular
Up to EP 25The Forgotten Daughter Never Came BackPopular
Up to EP 26The Daughter They ErasedPopular
Up to EP 20Alpha, You Killed Our PupPopular
Up to EP 25I Chose $500,000 Over My Baby and My LovePopular
Up to EP 25When the Don Regrets It, It's Too LatePopular
Up to EP 26Left At The Altar, I Married The Mafia KingPopular
Up to EP 25My Crush Told Me to Seduce His Rival—So I DidPopular
Up to EP 26Oops! I Bullied the School BullyPopular
Up to EP 27Drugged by My Sister, Pregnant with the Mafia Don’s TwinsPopular
Up to EP 25I Catfished My Biker Boss With Two FacesPopular
Up to EP 25My Husband Hated My Body, A Biker King Loved MePopular