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 69My Ex Knocked Up My Best Friend, I Married the Mafia DonPopular
Up to EP 75Mommy, I’m Never a LiarPopular
Up to EP 26After His Female Classmate Got Pregnant, I Got Married in a FlashPopular
Up to EP 25I Chose $500,000 Over My Baby and My LovePopular
Up to EP 25Bestie, That's My FiancéPopular
Up to EP 25They mocked her. Now they kneel.Popular
Up to EP 25They Called My Daughter the Throwaway, I Made Them PayPopular
Up to EP 26He Played Me, I Married the DonPopular
Up to EP 25Ghost Me Again, and I’m GonePopular
Up to EP 29After Divorce, I Became the Panther Prince's XXL Bunny WifePopular
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