His Substitute Turned Into the Mafia Queen

My secret boyfriend, Marco Ross—the fastest rising mafia star in New York—hid a ring in our home. I thought it was for me.

Instead, I received a video of him proposing to another woman—Bianco Conti —on our anniversary.

The same night, masked men broke in, held me at gunpoint, and forced me to call Marco.

A woman answered the call, “Marco, your little orphan is calling again.”

Then Marco’s cold tone. “Don’t bother, babe, she’s just your substitute, a stray I keep around, a free woman to warm my bed.”

The masked men shot me in the stomach—then fled.

What Marco didn’t know? The real Conti heiress… was me. The Bianco he cherished so much… was just an imposter.

I once refused to take the Conti name because of Marco, afraid it would ruin us. But if he never cared… why should I?

I made one call. “Papa, I’ll come home, take over the business, and accept the marriage alliance—but Bianca has to be go.”

Adrianna’s POV

I heard my secret mafia boyfriend, Marco Ross, call me a disposable substitute on our anniversary—as he proposed to another woman, Bianca, the so-called Conti heiress. That same day, he ignored my calls for help while masked men broke in and shot me, taking our unborn child with them. What no one knew? I was the real Conti heiress, and Bianca he chose was just a fraud. So I made one call—I’m going home to take everything back. As for Marco and Bianca… they can both go to hell.

My voice still trembled. “Papa, I’ll come home and take the Conti name like I should—but I want that fraud, Bianca, gone.”

I expected my biological father, Enzo Conti, the Don of the one and only Conti family, to refuse. After all, Bianca had been his daughter for nearly twenty-five years. It was only six months ago that he learned the truth—learned she wasn’t his, and found me instead, his real daughter.

But his voice came through, soft and steady. “I would’ve gotten rid of her even if you hadn’t asked. The reason I lost you all these years… was because of her mother. If you hadn’t held me back, I would’ve killed them both already.”

Bianca’s mother had been one of the nurses caring for my mother in the hospital. She gave birth to Bianca a month before I was born. Maybe it was greed, or maybe it was calculation—she switched me with Bianca.

And after that? She didn’t even keep me. She dumped me in a rundown orphanage, probably hoping I’d die there—so the truth would stay buried forever.

“Anna,” Papa said gently, “you have my word. No one will ever hurt you again. No one will bully you, starve you, or take advantage of you. Whoever dares to upset you… I will make them disappear.”

If only he knew that I had just watched my boyfriend of six years cheat on me—with that same fake daughter…No, now wasn’t the right time