My mafia fiancé just bet my virginity to save his mistress. "Let my fiancée do the stripper dance," Don Liam sneers, tossing my family signet onto the gambling table. "No one is born better than anyone else." He thinks I’m a submissive doll who will pay his debts. He’s wrong. I’m the only daughter of the Moretti Syndicate. Tonight, Liam didn't just lose a bet. He signed his death warrant.
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